0 Hours
Clare lugged her groceries down a dark, narrow alley. The streetlights were on and no one was in eyesight. Her parents were coming over tomorrow evening and she'd been busy all day planning her and Jake's wedding that she never got a chance to buy groceries or even start cooking.
She suddenly heard a car screech nearby followed by a car motor and instinctively turned around to see where the noise came from. Not even a mile away, Clare could see a black vehicle facing her. The headlights blinded her so she placed one of the bags onto the ground and held her hand up above her eyes to see who it was.
In a matter of seconds, the driver's and the passenger's seat doors opened and two tall and built figures dressed in all black got out of the car. Clare stood there frozen, like a zebra to a lion, too afraid to run because she knew she'd never be able to outrun them.
"St-stay back!" She managed to say.
She could tell they were male; men. No woman had a body built like theirs.
As soon as Clare saw the figures flinch a foot, she dropped the other grocery bags, turned the other direction and sprinted. She looked over her shoulder as she ran and saw that they were catching up to her.
"Help!" she screamed, "Somebody help me!" she continued to exclaim.
Before she knew it, someone's gloved hand covered Clare's mouth and another held her arm behind her back, slightly twisting it to stop her from trying anything. The other pair of hands picked up her feet to seize her from kicking the figures.
They hauled her back to the black escalade as she twisted and turned her body and attempted to, but failed, bite one of the figures' fingers. They threw her into the back seat and and one of the figures sat back there with her, immediately tying up her hands with rope. The other went back to the driver's seat, slammed the door shut, and backed out of the alley.
Although she continued to put up a fight and repetitively tried to escape, the figure sitting next to her managed to tie a bandana around her eyes and another around her mouth, all the while not revealing their voices.
Clare still attempted to escape. With all her force, she threw her body over to the car window on her side in an attempt to break it.
Clare felt the man's fingers tight around her neck and as she tried to shriek for help, he tightened his grip. In a matter of moments, she passed out...
0 Hours
"Imogen Moreno, it's time to wake up." her alarm clock chimed. Imogen pressed the snooze button and flipped the covers off of her body and onto the other side of the bed. It was bright and early. 5am to be exact. She always went on morning runs this early and already had her gym tracks and sports bra on. She'd go to sleep with it on the night before to save time.
Imogen stretched her arms and jumped out of bed, singing her way to the bathroom.
When she finished, she jogged out of her house, earbuds in her ear with My Chemical Romance playing, and began running.
About 7 songs later, a car slowly pulled up to the sidewalk where Imogen stood to take a breather. She smiled and tiredly waved at the black escalade. The windows were tinted black so she could not see who was in the vehicle.
Within seconds, two figures pulled out of the car and dragged Imogen into the car. She yelped and screamed but hardly fought back, for she was tired.
One figure handcuffed her and the other put a bag on her face.
"Don't say a word or I'll kill you." One figure threatened in a deep voice.
Imogen nodded excessively and sat in an upright position, fear of where she was going and what these people wanted from her.
0 Hours
"What do I have to do with those girls?" Eli exclaimed to the detectives.
"Eli?" a familiar voice questioned. It was Jake. Eli hadn't seen Jake since graduation, around the time he stole Clare's heart back, which was close to a decade ago.
"What?" Eli snapped. Jake put his hands up in defense.
"Hey, dude! We're here for the same reasons and want the same thing."
They were both down at the police station to be questioned and were both worried about Clare and Imogen's whereabouts. The phones in the station were buzzing and going off every few seconds, there were tons of 'witnesses' waiting near the entrance who claimed to have heard or seen something and the press were everywhere.
An officer escorted both Jake and Eli to a silent room. The officer asked Jake to wait outside while he interviewed Eli.
When the interview was over, Eli left the room with watery eyes and a worry written all over his face. Jake took in a breath and walked into the room next.
0 Hours
Outside of the police station after getting through all of the press and news reporters, Eli got into Morty. He sighed a long, heavy sigh. Before starting the car, he noticed a folded up green note with the corner of his eyes.
He didn't remember seeing a green note there before...
He folded the note and on it was what seemed a poem...
I've got your girls, let's have some fun
You've got 6 hours to rescue one
I dare you to involve the cops, Eli
And watch how I'll have both of them die
One is in a familiar place, resting in her sweet own grave
The other is buried within a lot. 6 hours...tick tock.
Eli read the note over and over and slammed his fist onto the dashboard in frustration. He groaned, started the car, and drove away quickly.
Bam. Chapter 1. ._.