Okay, I am going to try to slow things down. Please tell me if I'm doing okay, and remember, I'm a noob at writing!

ENJOYYY!!

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Captured

I woke up by banging against a solid wall. I was completely in the dark, except for a little whole slipping sunlight through.

As I tried to get up, I couldn't. Both my legs and hands had rope rubbing into them, I was tied.

I slid my way over to the hole, and peeked my eye through, all I could see was the sun pushing on through the clouds, the trees were green as ever, but something was different, they were moving. Wait, no. I was moving.

I looked around, and saw that the walls were made of metal, making it impossible to break out. I looked more, and I could feel my jaw snapping opened. There were people; everywhere.

There was about twenty people, all jammed into this little carriage. Most of them were lying down it looked like they were still unconscious.

The carriage smelt like iron or metal, another smell that tinged the air and it was just insulting, it made you want to gag.

I quickly slid more into the darkness trying to get somewhere less hogged. But that was impossible, everywhere you went there were people laying.

Was I the only one in here awake? Wait. Keisha!

"Keisha? Keisha where are you?" I yelled, banging on the wall.

I heard somebody move.

"Hello? Keisha?" I asked once more.

The body moved more upright sitting fully upright, just like me.

"Who are you?" I asked mumbling.

"Don't worry, I'm Matt, Matt Holmes, and you are?" He asked, nervously.

He sounded as though he was going to cry.

"Matt? Matt, it's me, Gabby, Gabby Mills, remember?" I almost screamed.

"Why the hell are you so happy? We're freaking trapped! And what is that smell?" He gagged.

"I know, it smells disgusting." I gulped.

"Do you know how put us here? Why the hell am I here? Ugh, my mom will not be happy about this!" He replied.

"Jeremy. Josh's father, all I remember, was Keisha and I went over there to talk to him about something, and then all of the sudden I felt something jab into my elbow. And when I woke up I was here. How about you?" I explained.

"I can't remember a thing, it's all blank." He mumbled.

I moved a little closer to him, so I could get a better look at him, he was directly under the whole. And when I saw him I almost shrieked. There was blood all around him. Nothing on him, but around. That was the smell.

As I gasped, his eyes went questioning on me.

"What's wrong?" He asked.

"Blood. Blood is everywhere." I shrieked.

His eyes went blank. And finally common sense kicked in. What if these people aren't actually unconscious, what if they're, dead?

I quickly looked around, and tried to get to my feet, but instead I just stumbled.

"Ugh, these stupid ropes." I mumbled.

"Oh, I have a knife if you'd wa-" He started,

He had a pocket knife in his hand, but I quickly snatched it away from him, before he could even blink.

I put the blade to the rope, releasing the burning sensation.

Once I was done for myself, I released Matt.

Out of everybody, why would Matt be here?

I quickly got to my knees as I scrambled around, looking at the people.

I looked at Matt, and a blinding light shone at my eyes.

"What the hell is that?" I said.

"Well, we usually call it a flash light.." He announced.

I looked at him dumbfounded, and laid out my hand, in front of his. He placed his in mine. I looked at him and then at his hand. I jerked away, and he looked at me expressionless.

"I meant the flash light, you idiot!" I accused.

I could tell his cheeks grew red as he passed me the flash light. Once I had it I turned my back to him.

I quickly shone the light a person right in front of me. And I also gasped. On her neck, were two small little puncture marks the kind only a creature could do. Only a vampire could do. I swiftly studied her face, for any other damage but nothing else was there. Her face was pale, with no blood left in it.

I heard panting from behind me, and I quickly turned to see who it was. And to my surprise, it was Matt.

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Okay so what? Did I do a good job, slowing it down, or did I go to fast? And yes I am very aware that I have to describe things more…I can't find very good adjectives, which I guess is really important for writers…anyways tell me what you think, pretty please J