I do not own this movie or its characters. This is purely for entertainment purposes only.
Just a thought I had while watching the scene where Vince was… erm… "preparing" Wade. Anyway… enjoy.
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"Wade?" Carly whispered. She had snuck into the house when she had seen the broken headlight. She had thought of beeping the horn to get him out faster but decided against it, feeling that that would draw unwanted attention to herself. She didn't trust this man anymore. She had snuck upstairs when she heard noise in the kitchen, not wanting to bump into the same man that could very well be more than pissed at her and her friends.
"Wade? We gotta go… c'mon. Where are you?" She whispered again. She looked around in the hallway and picked a room on her right, she went in and looked around. She didn't want to turn on the light so she walked around in the dark, waiting impatiently as her eyes adjusted to the darkness.
"Wade!" She whispered harshly, "Where the hell are you?"
She slipped a little in something wet and decided to turn on the light, she didn't want to slip or bump into something and creat noise. She felt along the wall until she found the switch then looked back to the ground and bit back her scream. A rather large pool of blood was on the ground, it smeared and made a trail to the middle of the floor. She followed and found a trap door in the floor.
"Oh my god." She opened the door and looked in. It was lit up dimly. She looked behind her and jumped inside. She followed the hallway slowly, looking behind her every 5 seconds on the second. She passed a panel with a bunch of switches and made note of it, so she could get out and not get too lost.
She walked forward, making sure she didn't make too much noise, trying desperately to keep her breathing quiet. Something was wrong, she could feel it. She looked behind her again, not seeing anyone, just an empty hallway. She came up to a more open area and froze when she saw a man with long hair standing in front of a table.
She gasped at the sight of him and covered her mouth and took two steps back and hid behind a wooden brace. The man didn't seem to hear her, Carly peeped around the pole and looked back into the room. There were clothes and shoes littering the floor, Carly gasped again when she realized Wade was wearing those same shoes and the shirt that was on the ground. The man walked around the table to the other side revealing a body that was on the table.
Wade was the body, he didn't have any clothes on, and he wasn't moving. She didn't see any restraints, why was Wade letting this man do whatever he was doing? Oh god… is he dead? Her breathing hitched in her throat. No… no no no.
Wade suddenly seemed to struggle moans escaped his lips as he tried to move his arm, draping it over his own chest. But it was done lazily, like he didn't have much control. The man took Wades arm away and laid it back down to his side. At least he's alive….
Wade seemed to cry in frustration, what was wrong with him?
The man left leaving to a back room, away from the table… and Wade.
Carly saw this as a chance and all but sprinted up to the table, leaning over her love. Her brain barely registered the dog lying on the bed, the same one that had near scared the shit out of Wade earlier.
"Wade… Wade can you hear me?" Wade responded with several moans and tears. "Sshh, Wade. What's wrong with you? Can you move at all?"
Wade moved his head side to side lazily. "Wade what did he do to you?" Another moan, only his facial expressions working for him.
Carly furrowed her brows and looked at him, she ran her hand over his hair soothingly, letting her fingers to run through the strands. "I'm gonna get you out of here." She whispered. She looked him up and down and when she saw his shoulder winced, was that where the blood came from? She looked down his legs too but didn't see anything till she saw his foot. "Damn it." She muttered, What did this bastard do to him?
Carly wrapped her arms around his torso gently, getting him off this table and out of her the only thing in her mind.
He moaned in pain and she stopped, "I'm sorry. I didn't…" She stopped whispering, she heard a door close and looked behind her for a second before looking back at Wades terrified face.
"I'll come back for you. I promise. I'm not going to leave you." She stroked the side of his face and kissed him on the lips gently before she hid behind a curtain that was hanging on the wall. She was shocked that the dog wasn't barking or growling at her, which would have gotten her caught.
Wade followed her with his eyes, waiting until she was completely out of sight to stop looking after her. Half of him wanted her to run for her life, to get out of there. The other half begging her to save him. He loved her with all of his heart, and to see her now was like seeing an angel.
The man with the long hair walked in the room with a bowl, he placed it down on the small table next to Wades head and stirred it with some sort of tool.
Wade's breathing picked up and he seemed to move his head further away from the mans touch, trying to escape whatever he was trying to do to him.
The man held Wades chin to keep him in place, and with his other hand dipped the tool into the bowl, pulling out a sappy residue.
Carly watched from behind the curtain helplessly. She looked around the rest of the room for some sort of weapon she could grab easily, she looked back when Wade made a sort of whining noise. She wondered what the man had done so that Wade couldn't function properly.
The man started to put the residue onto Wades face, covering his eyesbrows and facial hair with the sticky mess. When the man pulled a cloth out and started to pull it over Wades face she understood, it was wax.
Carly stared in horror as the man pressed the cloth down onto Wades eyebrows firmly doing the same thing around his mouth.
Wade screamed and groaned when the man suddenly ripped the cloth away from Wades face, taking his eyebrows and facial hair with it. Wade continued to try and resist the man as he wiped Wade down with a wet cloth, getting rid of the stickness that was no doubt covering his face.
Her heart clenched as Wade tried, again, to move. He moved his arm again towards the evil man but again, his strength failed him, not allowing him to do more than move it over his chest and let it fall. The man didn't move Wades arm back this time though, instead bringing Wades broken and naked body up in his arms bridal style. Wade fell limply in his arms, his head falling back and bouncing side to side as the man carried him to the back room he had retreated to earlier.
Carly followed behind them watching again from an out of sight area as the freak carried her loving boyfriend away from her and into a morbid looking chair.
As the man got Wade "situated" Carly backed away into the other room with the dog, looking for something to use against the man who was creating a nightmare for the both of them. She found a wrench laying on a far counter, and grabbed it hurridly. She ran back to the other room and stopped at the doorway, assessing the sitation. The man was away from Wade now, Wade sitting in the chair with a harness around his head.
Carly scrunched her face up, throughly ready to tear the man limb from limb. Glad now that she had decided to go in and get Wade rather than honk a horn. From how he was already stripped and stitched up, she assumed he had been down here for a while.
Carly twirled the tool in her hand, the evil, freak, of a man started to turn a bunch of knobs. Carly saw this as her chance to take him out and walked quickly but quietly behind him. Thanking god silently for her ability to "Ghost" others so well.
She came up right behind the man and hit him on the side of the head. Once he had started to bend down she hit him again over the top of the head, blood covered the top of the wrench. She dropped her weapon next to the mans head and went over to where Wade sat in the chair.
She looked at the head harness and ran her fingers over the several joints and areas that looked like it should collapse or come apart at but didn't see how. Instead she moved to his wrists and other areas, gently pulling them away from where they were laid and put his hands in his lap.
Wade moaned again, moving ever so slightly, staring behind her. Carly spun around on her heel and looked behind her, a bloody mess staring at her.
She screamed and ducked out of the way as he swung the same wrench at her, she heard it collide with Wades knee, he groaned at the pain, whatever was wrong with him preventing him from screaming.
She screamed again as the man continued to follow her around the room, she looked around the room terrified at the amounts of wax and surgical tools.
She grabbed an old and un used pipe and held it out in front of herself defensivly. When he got close she swung, the pipe connecting with his hand, knocking the wrench away. She advanced and swung the pipe at his face, knocking him over on a nearby table. She hit him again on the back, he grunted in pain but she followed it up with another blow to the skull, causing more blood to pulse from the already bleeding mans skull.
She ran back to Wade and started to pull at the head harness. She felt around some more and felt a clasp at the back of his head and pulled at it. The harness popping free.
She pulled his feet away from where they were placed and pulled him off the chair. His weight took her by surpise since he, currently, was just dead weight. He fell in a heap on the ground, she fell with him and held his body close to her for a second, enjoying the feeling of his chest rising and falling against her own chest and his breath tickling her neck; his face buried in her neck, he was alive. "I'm getting you out of here." She said determined.
She started to sit up straighter, bringing his right arm around her neck, his left arm injured.
Once she had brought them up to a semi standing position she wrapped her left arm around his waist for support and proceeded to half drag half carry her terrified boyfriend away from this torture chamber.
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Wade wanted to palm himself over and over. He just couldn't get his body to work, no matter how hard he tried. Carly was practically carrying him to safety and all he was managing was moaning and being a dead weight. The drug was some major stuff, he remembered it started with an "O", he could hardly even think straight let alone move something.
They neared the end of the hallway and up to a trap door. She propped him up against the hallway wall as she climbed up the stairs and opened the door. She looked around the room for a second before she came back down for him. She threw his arm around her shoulders and wrapped her own arm around his waist and again carried him up the stairs and into a rather bright room.
Wade pinched his eyes shut at the sudden brightness. He felt himself get brought to a hard surface and he opened his laid him down on the ground gently, holding his head separate as she lowered his head to the floor gently. She stood up quickly and moved to a large chest. She grabbed a handle on one of the sides and then dragged it over to the top of the trap door.
She opened the chest and started filling it. It obviously had stuff in it already since it was filled after only a few stacks of books and a couple of small statues.
"Listen to me Wade." She said quietly, but not as quiestly as when they had been "downstairs".
Look at me." She said gently. He looked her straight in the eye. She was kneeling over him but had also bent in close to his face, so that he could feel her breath. " I'm coming back for you. I'm going to go see that the house is clear alright?" He moaned his protest, she couldn't leave him. What if that man came back… "Wade, sshh. Listen to me. I won't let him take you again. If he's ever to take you from he he'd have to pry you away from my dead cold arms. Just.. don't make a sound. I'll be back before you know it." She kissed him gently on the forhead and then left the room.
Wade looked around the room, just waiting for something to grab him and drag him away again. He remembered what she said about having to pry him away from her dead arms… he didn't want it to come to that. He didn't want her to go through what he had… or almost did.
Wade closed his eyes, feeling it was better not to see it coming since he couldn't do anythign about it anyway. He about jumped out of his skin when something touched him though, he opened his eyes and sighed when he saw Carly.
"Sorry baby… I found some clothes…" She showed him the clothes. "The house is clear."
Wade watched and felt as Carly slipped her hand under his neck and back and pulled him into a sitting postion, she made sure he was secure, his head resting on her shoulder as she dressed him. Starting with a black button up shirt, one arm after the other and then buttoning it up. She lowered him back down to the floor gently and started to pull on some pants, jeans. They actually fit.
He wondered, in horror, if these were the clothes of the bastard who had kidnapped him. Though he'd rather be clothed than naked.
Carly finished by putting a single boot on his left foot, not putting one on his right. He remembered his cut tendon and thanked her in his mind. He winced when she did put a sock over his foot though, it brushed his wound for only a moment though.
Once carly finished she looked at him again and brought him back to a sitting postion, he felt like a rag doll, unable to move or do anything. His head lolled back for a second before she brought it back up to a proper position.
She brought his head to her shoulder and let him rest there for a moment. She whispered that she loved him and that she was sorry. She had no reason to be sorry, she had just saved his life. He knew she was saying it more as sympathy than because she felt responsible… but still.
Carly rose her hand from his chest to the side of his face, rubbing her thumb up and down his cheek lovingly. Wade sighed in relief, happy to be in the arms of the one he loved… safe.
"You're gonna be alright now…" She whispered in his ear, his head still resting on her shoulder.
Slowly, but gently, she rose to stand, bringing the limp man up with her. They resumed their stance, with his good arm around her shoulders and her other arm around his waist. Slowly and carefully they made their way out.
As they were nearing the door to the hallway the room resounded with a large bang, Carly looked behind her, Wade couldn't his head was hanging, his chin touching his chest rather than even able to look forward.
She gasped and picked up her pace, as more banging continued. Wade desperately told his legs to work and help Carly for once instead of her doing all of the work.
She made her way down the stairs when suddenly there was a loud crash from upstairs.
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Carly tore the door open and dragged Wade through with her. She saw the truck and sighed, but the froze. If the house was empty earlier… but the truck was still there, implying that the gas station guy never left…
Carly shook off the bad feeling and open the passenger door and got Wade in and put the buckle on. She ran to the other side and got in the drivers and right as she turned on the ignition the man she had beat to the ground burst through the first door, blood still caked on his face, hair and all down his neck and shirt.
Wade groaned, his head finally straight up, able to see out the windshield as well. Carly squealed and put the truck in reverse and slammed on the accelerator. The truck went in full reverse down the driveway. They got onto the road and she put it in gear and started to go forward.
Carly looked around and slammed on the brakes when the whole town started to light up. "What in gods name..."
She looked around as sounds and lights came on, making the town look alive rather than abandoned. She looked at Wade and then back to the outside world.
"The church!" She shouted and got out of the truck. She went around to the other side and got Wade out, they got into the church and she realized that the church was just how it was before, with the pastors look all the way to the people still sitting exactly where they were before.
"Oh god…" She kept walking forward bringing Wade with her, she accidently bumped a womans hand which immediately fell of and crashed onto the ground, revealing a real person underneath the wax.
"Oh my god!" Carly screamed.
She stared at the arm on the floor, this was what they were gonna do to Wade, embalm him in wax. She looked at the recorder on the floor, repeating whispers and a coughing noise repeatedly. She looked around at the blank stares of those who once were just as terrified as herself and Wade. She looked at Wade, sharing the terrified look, him reflecting her face and look of terror.
She heard shuffling on the front stairs, she jumped and dragged her boyfriend to a closet and set him down. "I'll be back." She kissed him on the lips and left him sitting in an upright position on the closet floor before she left and closed the door behind her.
Carly ran and hid under the pastors robe and curled up into a ball, doing her best to regulate her breathing, trying to be silent. She heard somebody walk next to her but then back down. She started to relax a little when suddenly somebody grabbed at her, she ran from under the robe and out the front door, hoping he follows her, leaving Wade alone.
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Okay, I have another chapter kinda planned. But I dunno if anyone is even gonna read this. So I'm not gonna go any further until I'm told by at least three ppl.
Hope you like it, use your imaginations as to what happens after this.
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Thank you.