"Get into the corner," I hiss at Claire and Olive. The two frightened girls nod and scurry over to the corner of the room.
"OH CHILDREN!" The voice bellows from downstairs. He's probably searching the rooms on the first floor so we're good for now.
I reach into my pocket and pull out my foon Jake had given me when we first got here. I put my password in, and immediately tap on the calling icon. I swipe down to Jake's name and call him. Putting the phone to my ear, I listen to the slow ringing sound, each ring increasing my worry. The foon stops ringing. He didn't answer.
"Children, I know you're up there!" The man calls from the stairs. I begin to sweat furiously. Oh, Jake, I wish you were here. I can't do anything. Bite him to death? Unlikely. I look back down at my foon and decide to send Jake a tex. Help, someone's in the house, I type furiously and send it.
Crash. A loud noise is heard from the room next to ours. "Emma," Olive whispers from the corner. I turn my head and look at her. I must look pathetic, due to me basically having a panic attack. Olive points to the window, and touches the handmade rope. What a brilliant idea! I rush over to her, and tell Claire to get out of the corner. Fast.
"Emma, I don't want to get hurt," Claire says, tugging on my hand. With my other hand I quietly lift Olive up on the windowsill.
"I know sweetie, but you're going to have to be brave," I say, petting her hair. Claire nods, and I set her on the windowsill with Olive. BANG. The door to our room shakes, but I have it locked. There's no telling how long it'll hold. BANG. Claire screams, and I throw my hand over her mouth.
"I know you're in here," the creepy voice of the man whispers from behind the door. "You can't hide. I've got you."
I turn back around, and help Olive slide down onto the roof. "I want you and Claire to use this rope to get down, and when you do I want you to run. Go to a neighbor's house and ring the doorbell," I instruct. BANG.
"We won't leave you," Olive argues. I set Claire out onto the roof with Olive.
"Be brave," I whisper, and the door to the room slams open. Claire cries out, and Olive hurries to get them down the rope.
I run straight into the man and soccer punch him in the gut. He doesn't even flinch. Crap. He wraps his arms around me, and I struggle to get free. "I don't think so, girly," he says in a raspy voice, laughing all the way. I strech open my back mouth and snap him in the face. He yells out and staggers for a moment. I heal him in the knee, but he fights back, flailing me around.
"Let me GO!" I scream, right before he whips me around and smashes my head into the wall.
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