I opened my eyes, my vision just a blur of darkness. I rolled my head to the side and see a silhouette. I blinked rapidly, adjusting my sight. The clear body-shape of Kealey was revealed to me, and so was the room in which I was held captive.
"Kealey," I croaked. I tried to reach her but my arms were held down. I struggled against the metal chains that bound my wrists.
"Don't bother," Kealey's voice ringed out into the room, "I already tried, and the chain is nailed into the stone." I looked down and saw that she was right.
"How….why are we here?" I asked to no one in particular.
"I have no idea," Kealey replied. A moment of silence passed and I remembered our previous conversation.
"I'm sorry Kealey. I really didn't mean it, I just feel so much rage inside of me from the littlest things. I have no idea what's happening to me," I stated.
"I understand don't worry. Friends forgive each right?" she said.
"Yeah," I replied. The door to the prison that held us swang open. A male figure walked through and sat down on a chair, only a few meters away. I did not wish to speak and neither did Kealey leaving a stretch of empty silence that moved through the air.
I simply stared at the man, analysing any detail that I can. Even through the darkness of the room I could still make out his brown hair and white skin. He was young, no older than 24.
"Look," He said, a voice that cut through the awaiting silence, "this is nothing personal, I just wanted some revenge and you were the first young-ish people I saw. I'm sure you understand," he told us.
"Revenge on who?" I asked, not afraid.
"Oh just this annoying girl named Bonnie and her friends," he replied casually.
"Why?" I asked daringly.
"They locked me up in this horrible place for a while. I only just escaped a few days ago, and I'll like to make a dramatic entrance," he said.
"By dramatic you mean…." Kealey finally spoke, drifting off.
"Oh, I'm going to kill you in front of them. Again, as I said, nothing personal," he said as if it were nothing.
"You're going to kill us!" I shrieked shocked.
"Yes," He shortly replied, "So…what's your names?" he asked.
"Um….Hope," I said wearily, if his is going to kill me it doesn't matter if he knows my name or not.
"Kealey," she muttered, terrified of the events before her.
"Malachai, but you can call me Kai," he said cheerily, "now it's time for the show."
Kai walked over to us looking excited.
