Getting her back... By ishotsherlock.
Disclaimer: I own nothing to do with CSI, and I make no money from the things I post, I'm only playing with them and will put them back relatively unharmed lol.
Rating: M, for torture and other adult themes.
Summery: Six years ago Sara went missing, she has just been found but there is a massive problem.
A/N: Well hello to everyone who is reading this, yes I know its been a while since I last posted a multi chapter fic and the same applies here, I know my punctuation is rubbish so don't bother mentioning it in a review as it has been said before, but if you can look past that I promise you this will be a good story, if you cant look past it then please don't read on, yes I know this sounds harsh and might put a few people off of reading this but in the end this is my story and you don't have to read if you're only going to complain about the punctuation. Yes I did have a beta when I first started, he completely took over and posted a lot of rubbish in the A/N sections and on replies, hence the reason I wont use a beta any more, but enough about that and on with the story.
Chapter 1. Six years ago.
Imagine yourself floating out in the middle of the Las Vegas desert, in the distance you see a cabin, you float closer and as you approach all you can hear are the sounds of nature. The nearer you get the more rundown the cabin looks. As you approach, a wooden door at the front swings open on well oiled hinges and a man walks out, he closes and locks the door. You follow him around to the back of the cabin where he gets into a jeep and drives away down a barely discernable dirt track, you watch as the dust cloud from the tyres recedes into the distance until it is nothing but a spec on the horizon. You look down and see that you are floating over a large fire pit that is still smouldering.
Turning you peer through the filthy glass of the window, gliding through it like a ghost you enter into a dingy living room. Everything is covered in dust and spider webs, you look down and see fresh footprints in the dust. You follow them through the dark tiny room and into a filthy kitchen, you see old used plates, cutlery, pots and pans piled on every surface, cockroaches scramble over everything. You shudder and keep following the footprints into a pantry where they suddenly stop, you look around confused until you see scrape marks in the dust on the floor. So instead of trying to pull the shelving unit (which you cant do anyway because you are sat at home reading a story lol) you float through the wood and emerge into a dark passage, you're at the top of a flight of stairs. You follow them down to a landing and as you turn the corner you can see a large door at the bottom, intrigued you float down until you are in front of it, you can see faint light coming from under the door so you continue on and float through it.
You are blinded by the brilliant light as you emerge into another room, you take a few moments for your eyes to adjust and then look around, everything in the room is white even the furnishings, you look down and see that the floor is painted white. Looking up you find yourself in a large room, on your left is a kitchen, but this differs from the kitchen upstairs whereas that one was filthy this one is spotless, you look around the room again and realise that not one bit of dirt can be seen anywhere. A flicker draws your attention to the far wall, on it are ten large flat screen TV's , all but one are turned off, on this one is the pantry, but the camera is pointing out into the filthy kitchen. In front of the TV's sits an empty chair, you look around and see another door, but this one has soundproof padding on it, you glide over to it pause for a second then float through it.
You float into a bed room, the bed is high off the ground but the covers drape all the way to the floor, you feel that something is wrong in this room but can't put your finger on it. The wall in front of you has seven padded doors, you float over to the first one, hesitate then go through it. As soon as you enter you wish you had stayed in the outer room.
In the middle of the room is a large weird shaped table, it has chains attached to each corner and at the end of each chain is a set of handcuffs. You glide closer for a better look and see blood clinging to the worn metal surface. You look closer at the table top and notice more blood, some old and flaking some fresh and still dripping puddles on the floor. You take another look at the surface of the table top and that is when you notice that its not a table it's a rack, the chains are attached to rollers at either end of the table. You look up in shock and see for the first time all of the bloody instruments of torture in the room. And hanging from the walls, some still dripping with fresh blood, are a multitude of whips, paddles, riding crops and other things you don't want to know what they are.
You float backwards through the wall behind you trying not to touch anything, and into another room, the walls and ceiling in this room are covered in photos, there are hundreds if not thousands of photo's. All of them have a young women in them and all of the women have long dark hair and brown eyes. In some of the pictures the women are naked and chained to the table or one of the other devices. You count fifteen photos that have been circled with a red marker pen. You have seen enough and just want to get out of this hell hole, you float through the door to your left and back into the bedroom, but just as you are about to leave the room you hear a noise, you turn trying to locate where it came from but you cant see anything, then you hear it again. Scrape scrape scrape, you realise its coming from under the bed so you slowly glide through the covers and see a box, no not a box a coffin, it's a coffin beneath the bed and the scraping is coming from inside it. Again you hesitate before entering the coffin.
Inside it is pitch black but somehow you are able to see and what you see shocks you even more. A woman is trapped inside, she has long dark hair and brown tear filled eyes, her fingers are bleeding as she scrapes on the lid of the coffin leaving some of her nails imbedded in the lid of the coffin along with others from previous victims, her voice is barely a whisper from all of the crying, screaming and shouting she has done since being locked in the dark box. A hoarse sound comes out of her mouth as she tries to scream for help again. You try and help the frantic young woman but soon realise that she cannot hear you. You promise her you will come back with help as you stroke the side of her face then hurriedly rise up out of the coffin, through the bed and up through the ceiling, through the dirt and sand and emerge into the bright sunlight you go higher and higher you see a city in the distance and float as fast as you can towards it.
When you reach it some unknown force draws you to a building, you follow the people inside shouting and pleading with them to help you rescue the woman, but they ignore you and carry on with what they are doing. The unseen force pushes you into an office where you see a man sitting at a desk holding a photo tears streaming down his cheeks, you glide over and look over his shoulder and gasp when you see that one of the group in the photo is the trapped woman. Again you plead and shout at the man but like all the others he cant hear you. You place your hand on his shoulder and promise to watch over her until she is safe. Looking at the man one last time you leave the room and the building and return to the trapped woman in the coffin.
TO BE CONTINUED.