Sammy
I hated being blindfolded. I couldn't see it, but I could feel blood coming from the cut on my neck. I knew I had to stop the bleeding, but before I could figure out anything, a door slammed and I heard footsteps.
"First, you foil my museum operation and now this, girl, you better hope you boyfriend knows not to do anything stupid, or I highly doubt you'll make it until tomorrow." The voice wasn't the guy who had cut my neck, it was some other guy, and from the deep voice, a big, strong man. I didn't think much about his threat, I mean; Casey would figure it out wouldn't he? Wait, did I just agree with him that Casey is my boyfriend?
Casey
I made it to Hudson's a half hour later. Hudson sat on the porch, but he wasn't alone. Sitting next to him was Sammy's grandma. I decided this was the perfect time to tell them Sammy had been kidnapped. I dropped our skateboards and ran up to the porch.
"Sammy and I were at the movies and this guy followed us and kidnapped Sammy." I didn't realize how stupid that sounded until I said it.
"Whoa, Casey, Say that again." Hudson asked.
"Sammy's been kidnapped!" I said, making things short.
"What?" Sammy's grandma's mouth flew open.
"Tell us the whole story, Casey." Hudson said calmly.
"Sammy and I went to the movies and this guy, who Sammy thinks is Holly's kidnapper starts following us. We tried to lose him but it didn't work and he took Sammy in a black SUV." I decided to leave out that we had followed the guy yesterday.
"I'm calling the police." Sammy's grandma said.
"Now, Rita, calm down a little. Sammy has been in worse situations. What-" Hudson was interrupted by Sammy's grandma.
"But my granddaughter has been kidnapped!" She said.
"Casey, what do you suggest we do?" Hudson asked me. I had no idea what to do.
"If we call the police he might hurt Sammy." I said, the thought had haunted me since I'd picked up Sammy's skateboard. What if Sammy couldn't make it this time?
Sammy
The man had untied my hands and blindfold for some reason. I didn't want to move though, I wasn't sure exactly where I was since the room was dark. There was a water bottle not too far away from me, I wasn't sure if it was full or not. I stood up, but fell down, I was really dizzy. I put my hand up to my neck, it had stopped bleeding but not before staining my shirt. I slid over to the bottle of water, maybe if it was full, it would get rid of my dizziness. But then again, I didn't know how long I'd be here, so I might want to save it.
Casey
"What are we supposed to do if we don't call the police?" Sammy's grandma was freaking out more than I was.
"Well, Casey, did you see what the man looked like? Or maybe catch the SUV's license Plate?" Hudson asked.
"I bet I could describe the man if I had to, but the SUV had no plates." I explained.
"Hmm… I bet we could call that officer Sammy knows without getting the other cops involved." Hudson suggested.
You mean call him like he's a friend." I said.
"Exactly." He replied. I took out my cell phone prepared to dial the number.
"Wait!" Sammy's grandma suddenly shouted.
"Sammy may still have her cell phone with her. Try calling it." She explained. I hadn't thought of that but knew it was worth a try. I quickly dialed the number I already knew by heart.
Sammy
I felt something buzz near my right leg. I carefully picked it up. It was my phone! I could maybe get help! It was vibrating with a call. I looked and saw Casey's name and number. I answered it.
"Sammy?"
"Casey?"
"Where are you?" He sounded really worried.
"I'm not sure."
"You have no idea?" He asked.
"Not really, though I think I might be underground somewhere." I explained, I had felt almost too much dirt to not be underground.
"You know, I don't think that museum wall was just hollow, Casey, I think there's a tunnel or something there." I continued giving him my whole theory.
"So you want us to check the museum?"
"Yeah, I guess." I head a door slam and footsteps. Crap! The guy had caught me.
"You think a phone will save you?" He grabbed my phone. "Cause it won't anymore." He walked out of the room. I wasn't sure what to do now, he had taken my last chance for help. Unless Casey found something in the museum.
Casey
Sammy had just finished talking about her museum theory, when I heard someone say "You think a phone can save you?" The voice wasn't the one of the man that had been at the movie theater. I didn't hear anything for a while.
"You know your girlfriend's running out of time." A cruel voice told me.
"What do you want?" I spat into the phone. Hudson and Sammy's grandma looked at me.
"Oh, there are a lot of things I want, but I'm sure you don't want a dead girlfriend." He laughed. "You could try and find her but then you never will." This guy was pissing me off so much. I heard a girl's scream and then the line went dead.
