"Let me out of here!" She screamed over and over again. It was pitch black but she knew where she was. She was in the trunk of a car, a small trunk. She could barely move or feel anything but the car as it sped farther and farther away and the hard bottom of the trunk. She struggled in pain and got one of her hands to finally move enough to check for the emergency release button that would open the trunk and set her free. She was just about to give up, not being able to feel anything and unable to stand the pain it was causing her when her hand touched the little curve where the release button was. Or at least, where it was supposed to be.
As she moved her hand around she realized the lever was missing and all that was there was a bunch of loose wires. She didn't know there were wires there of course until she touched the end of one and got shocked. This caused her body to react and she tried to move away quickly which, being in this small trunk didn't end well. She moved and whacked her head on the top of the trunk then at that exact moment the car went over a bump causing her to not only hit her head again but roll with little room she had and whack right into the wire again. "Damn it!" She screamed. "Let. Me. Out!"
She didn't know where she was being taken nor why not even by whom. She didn't even remember how she got in here. One second she was in her room upstairs, after just coming home from a friends and the next, she was here. She didn't care how she got in there all she was concerned about was getting out. She could barely move so kicking the top of the trunk was out and there was no way she was going to touch any of those wires again. All she could do was sit and wait.
She didn't know how long she waited in there before the car finally stopped. It could have been minutes though it felt like hours, days even. She only knew she was there when the engine finally cut off. She wondered what would happen now. What would he, maybe they, do? What could she do? Then, it hit her. There was nothing to do. She was stuck here, wherever here was, in whoever's hands not knowing what would happen next. She heard the driver side, or at least she hoped, open and someone get out.
The door slammed shut and she could feel the vibrations move all the way from the driver door to the trunk where she lay helpless. Chills ran up her spine as she heard footsteps heading her way. She starred at the trunk, waiting for it to open. Waiting to see who had taken her, to find out why and where. She heard hands above her head and tensed up. 'This is it,' She thought., but before the hood popped open she heard some talking. 'So there is more then one of them, Great.' She couldn't make out what they were saying and she wasn't sure she even wanted to. All she could make out were the words "she" and "room".
At that moment the hood popped open and she was grabbed by the arm and yanked out of the trunk. This was a relief and an increase in her pain. The trunk was slammed shut by who she saw was a man. She couldn't see much of him since it was complete dark out. No moon or stars to help but what she could see were his eyes. They were dark, not dark enough to consider black but an almost navy blue and black mixed. He dragged her towards the house as she kicked and screamed. Anyway or anything she could do to get away she would do it. He let go of her arm and grabbed her hair, twisted it around his hand till her head was against his wrist then dragged her into the house. She knew there were others around. She heard them, but when they went inside there was no one around. He paused then pulled again before she could look at her surroundings and see what she could use and she screamed. He seemed amused and laughed pulling harder, almost ripping her hair out.
He went down a hallway then stopped at a hallway closet and opened the door, keeping a firm grip on her hair like it was a prize. The hallway closet turned out to be a stairway leading down into more darkness. He smirked, pulled her in front of him then shoved her down causing her to trip and fall down the stairs hitting her head several times. She landed on the bottom of a metal floor and heard laughter as the man preceded down the stairs towards her. She backed up on her hands and knees, barely able to see anything and feeling blood on her arm and scalp. He grabbed her again by her bleeding arm and yanked her onto her feet. He shoved her once again onto a bed that she didn't know was there till she was laying on it. He went to the wall by the stairs and leaned on it watching her and waiting for something. Or someone.
She heard more footsteps up stairs and didn't know why but it made her begin to tremble. They walked to the stairs then down them slowly. As soon as he was down a little light flickered on and that was when she saw him.