CHAPTER 3

(Today's gonna be a double upload; I felt like this chapter was really short... Oh well, enjoy.)

Judy was scared out of her mind with the position she was in. Being bound and gagged with a rag over her mouth, she couldn't think straight. She felt horrible for the events that took place as well, because even though she was in an awful situation, she couldn't help but feel bad for the others she cared for. She was especially worried about Nick and how he would take the news if he found out where she was. And the worst part was, she felt like she needed to be blamed. She was the one who bought the concert tickets after all, and even though Nick kind of wanted to go, she had subconsciously forced him, wanting to have fun with him that night.

Her ears perked as she heard the steel door shake, and a terrorist had walked through in an angry fashion. He gripped her by the arm, forcing her up, and she couldn't help but yelp in pain and fear. The terrorist screamed "Shut up" at her as he dragged her down the hallway and into another room, with several others surrounding her once more. For the first time in her life, Judy was actually scared. Even though she had been through possibly worse, with the nighthowler scare she survived, this had left a mark on her mentally and even emotionally. Judy was thrown into a chair and sat down, as the other terrorists moved out of the way of the main leader, holding a knife in one hand.

"MMf!" Judy jumped, muffled.

The leader walked up and held her still, even though she violently thrashed about underneath his grip. He spoke with a gruff voice after being irritated.

"Hold still, hold still!"

Judy was now shuddering heavily as she closed her eyes, and the terrorist glided the knife underneath the cloth around her mouth, cutting it off.

She gasped out of fear and took several deep breaths.

"Listen to me very carefully, little rabbit. Nothing is going to happen to you if we get what we want. It's simple as that, got it? So as long as your friends at the police station understand that, we won't have any issues!"

He wore sunglasses, but no mask, and Judy could assume he was a Coyote. Through shuddering breaths of fear, she spoke.

"O-okay…"

The Coyote began to softly caress Judy's cheek with a straight face, and she closed her eyes in fear.

"Your fur is soft."

She looked away as he continued, and began to fear the worst.

"Please don't hurt me…"

"I'm not." He spoke softly. "I'm just testing your patience."

Judy opened her eyes and looked straight at the Coyote, who gave a grin, then lightly slapped her cheek as he stood up.

"Get some rest, now. We have a big day tomorrow."

"What are you going to do?" She asked in worry.

The Coyote stopped what he was doing and stretched his arms out, trying to get over what he was about to say.

"I'm gonna get what i deserve. Since day one."

The Coyote left the room, but before he passed the door, he raised his fist up, and spoke to the other terrorists.

"Leave her be. Poor thing's been through enough."

The terrorists then left the room, closing the door behind them, and Judy sat in the chair, still bound and afraid.