Author's Note: Tis true. I have returned! :]
Last week, I finished reading Scott Smith's The Ruins, a fabulous book I must say. This story is based on that novel and the film adaptation of the same name. I do not take credit for Mr. Smith's work, this story is out of respect. After Chainsaw '06 I was bound to do another of these! I'm not sure how often I will update, but please be patient with me. I'm not too please with this start. Yes, I know it's short. Please be patient with me.
Enjoy!
Prologue
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Darkness.
Pure darkness.
The sound of her breathing amplified as her frail, pale hands reached out in front of her, feeling around for that familiar object. Sensing movement behind her, she spun her head, her dirty blonde hair sticking to her forehead. She pushed a lock behind her ear with her shaking fingers, once manicured nails chipped, bitten, dirt beneath them. More soft whimpers and she turned toward the sound of the ringing.
About two meters away, the small rectangular object's screen lit up, the high-pitched ringing continuing. As quick as lightning, she crawled on her grimy hands and knees toward that only source of rescue. The reason she was down here. She knew they'd be after her. They had taken her companions. Her boyfriend. She knew that she wouldn't have long to live.
Oh, God… Zeke…
She'd seen what they'd already done down here. There was no way of getting back up. Outside had grown darker nearly an hour ago. Or was it two? Three perhaps? Like it mattered… But what was taking them so long? Perhaps this was torture. Perhaps they wanted her to feel safe for a few hours. Perhaps at the moment they were plotting their next move.
Her eyes scanned the area before taking the small phone into her shaking hands. The ringing had long stopped, and yet she didn't bother to answer. She knew no help would arrive. They hadn't let her and her friends leave and if rescue were to come, who's to say they wouldn't have stopped them either? If only she had listened to the warnings.
The light from the phone disappeared, and she was once again, engulfed in darkness. It almost sounded as if she could hear laughter.
Yes…
They were coming for her. She dared not move, frightened out of her mind. Her breathing reached a new volume, beads of sweat running down her already damp face.
She then felt as if a pair of arms had roughly grabbed her from behind. Another grabbed her right leg. Another snatched the phone away from her hand. She let out a penetrating cry as she was dragged into an abyss of nothingness…
Help…
The piercing ring of a cell phone commenced…
Author's Note: Reviews and such are appreciated. Helps me get into the suspenseful mood. :]