Title: Disappearances
Summary: When the New Directions glee club decides to take a summer road trip after senior year, everyone is excited. The goal: to have as much fun as possible before half their team starts college. Unfortunately for them, their plans are derailed by a mysterious group. Who will survive the summer? Only time will tell… (Warnings inside)
Warnings: So far, the ones I can think of are: swearing, character death (not sure yet whether any major characters will die…you may even get a say), and possible descriptions (not too graphic) of torture…if I think of any others, they will be added on the relevant chapters.
A/N: This story was an original of mine that I found recently, and made changes to, to make it a Glee story. I anticipate updating at least once a week, usually on a Friday (in Australia). This is just the prologue, so it is meant to be short. Following chapters will hopefully be around 4,000 – 6,000 words long. I hope that you enjoy it.
They say in life you should take chances. You should take risks and be daring. Eleanor Roosevelt once said, "Do one thing every day that scares you." When I first heard that quote I thought, Sure, I can do that. However, getting up in front of a class of peers to make a speech, or going for a run alone late at night, no longer adequately lives up to this quote for me. Not anymore.
I don't know when it is, I lost track of the time days ago. Maybe it was weeks ago. I'm not sure how many days have passed. I don't know where I am, or how I managed to get here. If it were up to me, I would be gone. Just like the others, my friends, are gone. I have no idea where they are, but I want them back. Not having them here with me, not knowing where they are, or if they are still alive, I can't bear it.
This has been the worst time I have ever had in my sixteen years. I have seen my life torn apart, the reasons for my existence demolished, and everything I love disappear. It all started because my parents, and those of my friends, decided to let us go on the road trip. They said yes, after we begged and pleaded through their refusals until they gave in. Now, I see they were right. They should have stood their ground. They should have said no. They never should have let us come out here.
If I thought losing my voice and running alone in the dark were things that scared me, I was sorely mistaken. Nothing scares me as much as what I'm going through. Nothing.