Brian looked to see what he had banged his head on when he noticed that his surroundings were almost pitch black. What is going on? He struggled to remember what had happened last night, but everything was a blur. He held his breath in as he heard footsteps… Brian couldn't quite make out what the voices of the approaching people were saying, as they were talking in whispers.
Brian pressed his ear against the cold surface next to his head to try and hear, but suddenly fell forward as it moved. He heard his name through the walls of…whatever this was…and let out a gasp, a little too loudly. The voices immediately stopped, and Brian pressed himself back in fear as if the farther he got from them, the safer he was.
After a while the voices started up again, and he was sure he heard "Must have been nothing…"
He let out a sigh of relief. Now to get out of here… Suddenly Brian flinched as he was blinded by a bright light.
"What is going on in here?" he heard a voice say.
Help me, I'm in a weird situation… Brian couldn't help the grin that spread across his face at the quote.
"Yes, I can see that…" Brian heard the familiar voice getting closer to the place where he was hidden. He blinked rapidly. Light was now pouring into his little 'prison' from all sides.
"Are you not going to thank me for rescuing you, Brian?"
He jumped at the voice that seemed to be right next to him. "Who said that?" asked Brian nervously, but he already knew the answer. Their unmistakable laugh echoed through his head…
"Have a guess. To be honest I thought you'd recognize my voice."
Brian closed his eyes and concentrated on breathing.
"Where the hell am I, Darren?"
"Of course you knew who I was," Darren smiled.
"Where am I?" Brian said, his tone becoming more serious. Darren's smile didn't change at all.
"You don't need to worry, you're quite safe." The smile kept constant.
Brian was still blind to his surroundings, except for the unnerving face of Darren. He could still hardly move. "DARREN!"
"I told you, you'll be fine."
Darren moved further away from where Brian was kept static. Realizing that this was going nowhere, Brian began to struggle in his tiny space and Darren's smile began to disappear…
"Brian, you're not going to move. Stop trying."
He realized how severe this situation was…Darren's tone was beginning to scare him.
"Stop it, you're…you're not yourself!"
"It'll all be explained soon, Brian." Darren's expression was turning closer to smug by the second.
Brian couldn't help but wonder what he was involved in now. As Darren walked away, his mind raced with questions.
"Darren, wait!" Brian cried out. Darren slowly turned back to face him.
"Don't you like surprises?" he sneered, poking Brian's limp hand.
"Not when it's like this, Darren, please," Brian begged.
Darren let out a giggle that barely sounded human. He ignored Brian's plea and turned away, leaving him in darkness again. Brian laid flat down once more. I might as well, it doesn't appear that I'll be leaving anytime soon. I wonder where Darren went… Suddenly there was a THUD as Brian's small space gave a jerk, and he clutched at the sides of his prison. He could feel his surroundings moving as he was still completely oblivious to everything that was going on. He began to breathe quickly, almost in a panic. There was so little room in this compartment, or whatever it was…
He heard voices again, but this time he was sure that it wasn't Darren. Brian tried to listen, but the rattling movement of his container was drowning out the words.
Suddenly, the movement around him stopped. "What the?" he muttered.
Brian's head bumped into the top of the container again. "OW!" He covered his mouth too late, but the voices hadn't heard him and faded once more. Brian was confused. That voice SOUNDED like Darren, but it definitely wasn't him. All of this thinking was making his pounding head hurt.
Who sounds like Darren, but isn't Darren…? Brian sighed; this was going nowhere. He felt himself drifting off to sleep, and tried to catch himself. He couldn't let his guard down with this strange person!
"Think, Brian," he muttered to himself, "you just need to think…"
But the drowsiness crept up on him, and the last thing he heard before his mind went blank was the sound of approaching footsteps…
