Drew and Sarah we're soon startled awake when their tormentors burst into the room dressed again in robes. All of the prisoners were grabbed and manhandled. On instinct, Baron began to struggle and someone whispered in his ear "You must want the girl harmed." Hearing that, Corbin stopped all resistance.
Drew asked, "Are you going to kill us? I mean what the hell do you want from us?"
The leader nodded and Drew was punched in the stomach by several members of the Cult. "You will speak when you are spoken to." Drew was gasping for air because of so many punches to the gut.
Four large members advanced on the wrestlers. Two for Drew ,and two for Baron. They bound the men's wrists together, tightly, in front of them. A longer rope was attached to each one. Suddenly one of the women grabbed Sarah and began to tie her wrists. "Stop ." said Baron. "There's no need to tie her. She'll cooperate."
"Your concern for this brat is sickening." said one of the bigger men that had been binding Drew.
"Let's go!" ordered the leader. The three unfortunate captives felt the longer ropes being yanked and they were pulled forward. Sarah, of course, fell to the ground because of her injured ankle.
"Bastards!" growled Drew. Baron said, God damn it! She's hurt. She can't walk."
She will get to the Gifting Circle if she has to crawl the whole way! snarled the leader. Drew couldn't help but think, "What the Hell is a gifting Circle?"
"Please let me carry her." pleaded Baron.
"You shall carry her because we need to get there quickly."
Baron bent down and Sarah climbed up on his back.
"Awwww. A piggyback ride." said one of the cultists sarcastically. Drew wanted to fight. He was feeling more defiant by the minute. Baron mouthed the word "easy". The two wrestlers were yanked forward and they were ordered to walk as they were pulled like animals towards wherever the destination happened to be. It was even colder outside than it was in their cell.
"Where the f*** are they taking us?" thought Baron. The cultists were walking ahead of them as they pulled their prisoners along. It was some kind of a field that they were being pulled to. Trees were surrounding this field. There were several raised discs that could be seen in the distance. Baron whispered to Sarah. "Sarah are you listening?"
"Yes." the little girl whispered back into his ear. "They are not paying attention to us back here. Slide off of my back and crawl to those woods. Keep crawling until you find a hiding place. If you keep your weight off of your right foot and ankle you should be able to limp your way into the woods. It's going to hurt a little but you need to try. Just stay hidden."
"But they'll catch me. I'm scared."
"I know you are doll but you've got to try." Baron noticed they were getting closer to the discs little by little. "Hurry honey you've got to do it now."
Sarah slid down Baron's back quietly. Corbin winced because of the wounds on his back but made no sound. Drew was watching what was happening and thought to himself "Please let her get away. Please."
Sarah was now on the ground and she began to crawl. It was scraping her knees, but she knew she had to get to safety. And she knew she had to be brave. She crawled as fast as she could and didn't look back. She made it her goal to at least get herself behind the first bunch of trees. They were going to come after her when they noticed she was missing and she had to hide herself well. Sarah kept going and didn't look back.
In the meantime, the cultists seemed to be in a hurry and were moving quickly, yanking on the ropes, pulling Drew and Baron forcing them to move faster as well. They were talking amongst themselves and it seemed to be a really serious conversation. The kidnappers were very focused on those disks.
It was dark but a few of the cultists were carrying torches.
When the destination was reached, Drew and Baron were pulled forward so hard by the ropes that they fell. The cult began to notice that Sarah was gone. The leader and his followers looked around at the trees frantically. "She can't have gone far!" said one of them. "Hahaha!" laughed Baron gleefully. "She got away from you assholes." He looked at Drew. "She got a way."
"But you didn't. Did you?" snarled the leader. "Nor did your scottish friend." Someone grabbed Drew's hair while he was still on his knees, and held a knife to his throat. McIntyre was frozen in place "This can't be the way I'm going to die." he thought. He tried to mentally prepare himself for his throat to be slit. He watched helplessly as someone kicked Baron in the stomach.
"Forgive me master." someone said. "Shouldn't we be going after the girl.
"NO!" shouted the leader. "There is no time! Our Lord is expecting a gift and wants it now! I can feel it. We have these two. They will be fine gifts." The person holding the knife to Drew's throat eased off.
"An innocent virgin sacrifice would have been ideal. However we can appease him with two valuable gifts."
Drew had enough. Sarah was gone and they couldn't use her anymore to keep he and Baron in line. "What the hell are you rambling about?" He pulled at the Rope but it was held tightly. Baron tried then to Lunge at a few of his captors. There were just too many of them and he was easily subdued, as was Drew. The leader walked over to Drew and grabbed his chin. Getting right in McIntyre's face, he said ,"You are about to find out."
The bad people were far away from her now, but Sarah could see that they were hurting the men that had tried to help her. They were beating them and they were pushing them onto the raised circles. "It might take me awhile." she thought, but I'm going to get someone to help." She crawled through the woods in the opposite direction of the baddies. Sarah was determined. She was going to help, or find help, for the two men who tried to rescue her.