When Calleigh woke up both her hands were tied to a crate of some sort. She had no idea where she was because there was a blindfold over her eyes. She tried to get up. She was halfway up when she heard footsteps. It sounded like they were running towards her. She froze. When it sounded like the footsteps were right in front of her she winced trying to prepare herself for what she thought was going to happen next.
WHACK! Someone had just slapped her across the face.
She stumbled over and fell back down to the ground. Now whimpering in even more pain. Trying to hold back tears.
"Hey," said a man, "that wasn't a very nice thing to do. I've been waiting here for you to regain consciousness for over an hour and you repay me by trying to run? Anyway, you won't be able to. I took the liberty to use your handcuffs and tied you down so you can't leave."
She heard footsteps leaving and was about to try to run for it again when he heard another voice. This time it was coming from right beside her. "I wouldn't do that if I were you. That other man isn't the only person who stole something from you."
Now she had a more puzzling look on her face trying to think of what else he could have stolen.
"My gun," Calleigh said in a whisper.
"That's right. So, I'd stop trying to escape or else I may have to make it go bang bang." the other man said in a matter-of-fact type of way.
This time Calleigh stopped trying to escape. She even stopped trying to move. She was so scared not being able to see anything.
Footsteps were coming towards her. This time it sounding like the person was only walking. She heard the two men whispering to each other but couldn't make out what they were saying.
"So Calleigh, I had a little conversation with my friend over here and he is saying that you have been a very good girl," the first man said very slyly. "Well, since I think we have already established the ground rules of don't try to escape and do as you are told, I think it is time to reward you for being so good."
The man took off Calleigh's blindfold.
"There you go. Now you can see us at least. How about a little lunch? Do you like peanut butter and jelly sandwiches?" the first man asked.
Calleigh just stared. She was very astonished that he was offering her food and also still scared of what might happen next.
"Okay then. Peanut butter and jelly it is." The second man said. He took off Calleighs handcuffs and helped her up, the blindfold still hanging around her neck.
The man took her to a table and told her to sit.
She sat down at the table still confused at what was going on.
The second man handed her a plate with a sandwich on it. She wasn't sure if there might have been anything else in the sandwich but she was too hungry to care. She ate the sandwich. It was very good.
After she had finished, the second man introduced himself as Tom. Tom was about to take her back to the crate where she was before when the first man spoke up. "So how was the sandwich?" He asked, "I've been thinking. Now that you've been fed, I think it's time that you do us a little favour. Come with me."
Calleigh followed him into another room where there was a cell phone laying on a table.
"That's your phone. I want you to call your boss and ask if he's coming with that ransom anytime soon. Tell him you are in a building and safe and out the window you can see a sign that says 'Miami-Dade Elementary School'. We have someone waiting to pick him up there." said the man, "Oh and I also want you to be crying and sound very scared. Now can you cry by yourself or am I going to have to help you along?"
"What if I say no?"Calleigh said feeling a bit braver now.
"Well I could always stuff you somewhere until you do. You know what? I think you lost your chance to contact your hero," The first man seemed very agitated now, "Hey Tom! Why don't we put her in the cell downstairs?"
"Sure thing boss," Tom said as he picked Calleigh up and pulled her very violently in the direction of the stairs.
When they got down the stairs Calleigh was now getting even more worried. The cell was on the far wall. They passed hundreds of different little torture items on tables with blood already on them.
When they reached the cell, Tom didn't only lock her into the cell but also shackled her wrists to the very cold stone wall so that her arms were raised above her head.
As Tom left he said with a little bit of a chuckle, "now you'll never be saved. Have a good night."
Tom locked the door to the basement behind him and Calleigh was just left there.
