Uh, this story is going to be a little shorter than the others, Simply because I am going to make the chapters longer by putting parts I had plan to put in different chapters together instead.

Donna nnov: I'm a little bit of a fictional sadist too. (Can't you tell from the stories I've written :P)

RandallXSpinelli: Well, I only used Gus as a starting point in the chapter. But that is an interesting way to look at it. By the end of this story your childhood is going to need a body cast. Hell, it might need one after this chapter.

What seemed like hours passed as the six of them tried to think of some way to escape. With the use of his hands no longer an option, TJ couldn't untie everyone else. He did however use his arms to feel the walls of the room for a door or a window they couldn't see. He was running on the idea that if he found one, he could get out and get help for his friends. That plan was laid to rest however, as the only door in the room was the one that the mad man had come out of.

So he sat in front of his friends, half listening to what they could possibly come up with, and half wondering what time it was. If it was late enough, their parents would be worried and start searching for them. And since they probably wouldn't find them, they would call the police who would search all around town for them. Plus, they were more equipped.

"We can't do anything," He said interrupting what the others were saying. "We just have to wait until the police find us."

"We can't just wait here!" Spinelli said.

"Just look at what he did to your hands, TJ!" Said Mikey. "He even said day one!"

"It sounds like this guy is just getting started! We have to get out of here!" Said Vince.

"I know that," Said TJ. "But the only way out of this room is through that door and he is on the other side. If he's just getting started than I don't want to provoke him to come and start any earlier than he plans to. Besides, I'm sure our parents have already called the police and they're out there looking for us. We just have to wait." Silence filled the room as the rest of them realized that he was right. If they went through that door there was no telling what would happen. But there was also no telling what would happen if they all just stayed there doing nothing.

"What do you guys think he's going to do to us?" Gus asked everyone.

"Nothing," Said TJ as he looked at his mangled hands. "From the looks of it he only wants to do this to me. He doesn't really seem to care about you guys that much. You all were just at the wrong place at the wrong time."

"But why?"

"I dunno Gus. But I think we all need to sleep; save our energy, you know? No telling how long we're going to be here…"

"I hope they find us," Said Vince.

"They'll find us, I promise," He said in a whisper. "You guys are gonna be just fine…." Not hearing the last part of what he said, the others nodded, and did what they could to fall asleep.

~*~MEANWHILE~*~

On the other side of town were six groups of extremely worried and impatient parents yelling over the counter in a police station. The clock on the wall read 11:00 p.m., a time they had all expected their children to be fast asleep. Instead they had absolutely no idea where their children were. It wasn't like them to be out this late; yes they had gotten into trouble before, but nothing quite like this. At first they had all thought that their children were so wrapped up in a game that they lost track of time. That quickly faded after 7 o'clock passed, then 8. Soon they had all started to go to one another's houses, hoping that each of their child's friends might know where they could be. Once they were all informed that none of their children's whereabouts were known their fear escalated.

Now they were telling the police of their predicament and demanding action in the form of the FBI.

"So none of your children came home?" Asked Officer Barbraidy as he wrote the report.

"That's right," Said Mrs. Detweiler. "They've never done this before."

"Do you know what they were planning to do today?"

"Ashley said they were going to go see a movie today," Said Mrs. Spinelli.

"And none of them called you?" They all shook their heads. "Alright, don't worry folks, we'll find your kids." He walked from behind the counter and down the hallway, and the parents could hear him shouting to the other officers. "Okay men, we've got six missing children. I want half of you looking downtown and the other looking uptown. Make sure to look in places kids would be. That includes playgrounds, parks, ponds, places like that. Make sure to look in wooded areas and abandoned houses too; they might be hurt and can't get help." Once he started to walk back down the hall the other officers started to move and headed to their cars. "As a precautionary measure," Said the Officer as he came back in. "We need to put out an AMBER alert for all your children. We don't know what has happened, but with an AMBER alert people other people will know to keep a look out and it'll help us. Come on back, we'll get you started."

~*~MEANWHILE~*~

Spinelli, Vince, Mikey, Gretchen, and Gus were all suddenly awakened to the sound of a blood curdling scream. The only light on was the one above their heads. Looking around they couldn't see where it was coming from, but did see that TJ wasn't in front of them. Assuming the worst, they called out his name but the screaming persisted. Soon there were drops of blood on the floor close enough for them to see. Thinking that there had to be more they shouted louder, begging for whatever was happening out of their sight to stop.

Finally the screaming lessened and TJ was rolled into their sight. His face was covered in bruises and several of them were bleeding. Both his eyes were blackened, and they could see that several of his teeth were missing. Blood was on his t-shirt and jacket, his breathing was hitched, and from the look of it, he was knocked unconscious. The sight of their friend in that state horrified them into silence. In the distance they could hear footsteps followed by a door closing.

None of them could stop tears flowing from their eyes as they watched the wounds on their friends face bleed onto the floor.