Chapter 2~the prisoner(s)

I'm a prisoner. I'm a prisoner. I'm a prisoner. I repeated this again and again in my head, and yet, it wasn't registering. It didn't make sense. I have heard about these kinds of things happening on the news, to distant relatives, even to close friends but I never thought that it could happen to me. It wasn't real. I could never imagine anything like this happening, so in a way, it never did. The stories went in one ear and out the other as if I lived in another world with my head in the clouds. Even now as I lay here, wherever I am, I feel like I am dreaming. I cannot even consider this a nightmare because I can't feel the same type of fear…

I struggled to open my eyes. I don't know what time it is or even whether the sun is up or the moon is shining through darkness. But my eyes have gotten a little better at seeing through the shadows of this building-like place. There are four grime-covered walls surrounding me with no windows and only one door very far to the left of where I am.

This place reminds me of a basement but much bigger and with a higher roof. There are even a few bats hanging from leaking pipes in the ceiling, gross. Bats have always freaked me out, just the idea of them -rats with wings- flying around in the dark screaming their heads off.

I locked eyes with one of them and almost puked! It is all fuzzy around the neck with big, bulging red eyes and skinny talons hooked around one of the pipes. Its bid black wings were folded in on itself almost like a blanket. It just stared back at me and I could swear it looked smug; this is not a good sign. I shouldn't be personifying weird animals. The next thing you know I'll be talking to myself, I thought as I looked away from the ceiling.

I hadn't forgotten what that girl had been saying before I blacked out so now I was searching the darkness for a familiar silhouette.

"Hello?" I said realizing my voice has almost gotten back to normal.

Someone very far away next to the opposite wall of mine sat up carefully and I heard the chains rattle with the movement.

"What's up?" She said pained, trying to sound composed, but I noticed a crack in her voice and a weakness in the sound. I also noticed that this is not the same girl who spoke to me before.

"Where am I?" I asked as a million of other questions swirled in my mind. Better ask one question at a time, I thought still watching her.

"Wouldn't you like to know?" She half-smiled, "We'd all like to know the same." She gestured around the room.

The first time I noticed the many piles of blackness across the floor, I overlooked them as clothing piles or dirt mounds, but now that I concentrate on them, I can see the slow rises and falls of breathing.

For a second, I was afraid thinking they might be rabid dogs or something worse, but the way the girl said, 'we'd all like to know,' implied that they were people.

"Who are they?" I asked.

"They're just like you and me. They're prisoners, kidnapped my these blood-sucking monsters that are holding us captive." She said this with so much hatred and revulsion that made me shiver.

"B-Blood sucking monsters?" I stuttered.

She simply nodded.

"What do you mean blood-sucking, like vampires?" I said partly skeptical, partly worried.

At first she seemed too exhausted to answer me, but she was able to say, "Obviously," before she collapsed back to the ground.

"Hello? Girl, what's your name? Where are we why are we here?" I asked terrified but I got no answer, just silence again and more high-pitched screaming from the disgusting bats on the ceiling.

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