I have to give kudos to my sister Kay who towards the end of this chapter helped me get some ideas, she after a bit just sat in my seat and I tried to explain things to her about the story and she wrote what I told her and gave me some ideas. So thank you Kay! Again bold and underlined is Davids point of view.
I was mostly awake, but still tired and my jaw was killing me. Plus I bumped into something trying to find the light switch. I found it but it gave on a very dim light. It was better then nothing I guess. I found that it was even smaller then I thought. I could tell it was old. The walls were dirty and I wondered what this room had been used for. I think it might have been a very small office or something of that sort.
I snapped out of wondering what about the room. How did I get here? I had no clue. I tried to think but the last thing I remember was being asleep in Matt's car while he got something. I found a door and found it locked. Darn. I wonder what people who are locked in rooms are supposed to do
Oh I just had an idea that will at least try, maybe if I could find something to project my voice, work on the door hinges, unlock the door or break the door down…. Any suggestions? Well I didn't have anything to project my voice but then I thought about it and decided it was a bad idea anyways.
I mean whoever locked me in here obviously wasn't about to throw me a surprise party, and so they're not good guys and so they're bad guys .If the bad guys are smart, they don't leave the girls they leave locked in rooms completely alone and if they heard her screaming or any signs of life most likely would either 1 interrogate her for whatever information they want 2 drug her more 3 hurt or kill her. None of which sounded that good to me.
So I decided to save my breath for energy to do the next ones .I tried part of my belt to work on the hinges but the belt clip were too big .My hair was pulled back in a ponytail but no hairpins so that was out. I didn't have a ballpoint pen. I thought of my wallet wondering if maybe I could try the credit card thing, but it was gone. Oh great, not only was I locked in the closet but whoever had put me in here had taken my wallet, which had been in my back pocket. What kind of sick people lock people in closets and take their wallets (FROM MY BACK POCKET? I am ticked about that).
Well desperate people obviously. When, not if I find out who did this I am going to give them one sharp pop in the eye if not worse. Plus leaving them with nothing to do after they wake up? So without those things any other way of getting out was gone. No windows of course, did I forget to mention? Also there weren't any air vents. There also wasn't really anything to try and break the door down. What I had bumped into turned out to be a small T.V. table with some food on it and some water. So at least my captives weren't going to let me starve to death.
It looked worse then food in a cafeteria. It was applesauce (Air bud much?) raisins, and sunflower seeds. (What do they think I am a rabbit?) Also there was some nasty looking yogurt (and they of course forgot the spoon). Obviously they knew my lack of being able to swallow whole food. Weird.
David sat at the computer barely blinking.He was spacing out again, thinking of what else but Sam .It had been 2 days, Sam was suppose to be back. He didn't know why but he at 1st didn't want to answer the phone when it rang, but then he did."Hello?" He asked impatiently. " Hi David." Mr. Madison said politely.
All impatience was gone. " How are you and the family doing Sir?" David asked. "Oh I'm alright but Sam..." He hesitated "What about Sam?" David cut him off. "Well we haven't seen her since the other day. We've tried calling her cell phone but it won't pick up. She was at a friends house, but we didn't get the number. We were told She was sleeping at a friends but just for 1 not 2. " He explained.
"That is strange. If she doesn't wish to talk on the phone she usually cuts it off . " David replied softly.. "Yes. We were wondering if you or anyone heard from her or might know where she might is " He asked " No. " David said thoughtfully. " Hopefully it's just she forgot to call... " He said trailing off " We hope so too. Well thank you for your time. " Mr. Madison said. " Sure thing. I hope you have a good night as possible bye. " He said quickly "Bye." Mr. Madison said. click
Hmmm… Though some people may think He was crazy but there was no doubt in his mind something was fishy. He quickly got back to searching. He found this. He thought this was interesting. "Place where would -be President assassin's partner in crime worked closes down." It talked about how it closed down because the owner died in an unsolved murder.He figured that might be a good place to start, after all, the article even said that's where Larry Rodgers met Joseph Hayes and they even held meetings there but then stopped. If I was a criminal, that would be one of my 1st few choices to hold someone...
I'm really getting tired of this ... I thought angrily. I have no clue as to how long I've been here. I don't know how long I was out when they brought me here. The food hadn't gotten any better. A few times a day this guy wearing a ski mask and a gun came in, giving me a death stare simply walked in with my food walked back out always eyes on me.
I tried to put something right where it would be behind him as he backed out but he saw it coming forward and kicked it. It was the best I could come up with, even though it might have gotten me shot if he had tripped and pulled the trigger by accident. This may seem damsel in distress-like but what am I suppose to do? I happen to like living so far... I'm pretty sure they'll get some FBI guys in here soon hopefully. If they can only find out where I am...
Little bit later ...
I've made my decision. Next time Mr. ski mask comes in here with food I'll hide behind door and hit him with the T.V. table. I've just gotten sick and tired of this bad food! Most of it I wouldn't touch with a 10-foot pole, let alone eat but desperate times call for desperate measures. Which is also my motto for what I'm going to do. I plan on doing it tonight. That way it'll be a bit darker that might help.
I'm a bit nervous but I'm going to do it. I hope he doesn't just slam the door on me. I'll have to be quick before he notices the T.V. table is gone. Anyways after that I'll see if he has any keys I may need. If somehow I see my stuff I'm going for it. I'M NOT LETTING THEM TAKE MY WALLET!!! Plus they have my cell phone.
Only if I see it, maybe I could use the ski mask and at least have them be O.K. for a 2nd and give me a chance to run. Then I can run find a road and if I can find it use cell phone and try and find where I am and get ride out of here! If not hitchhike. I might have to anyways depending if they see me or not.
Uh-oh it's time I hear footsteps. O.K., here we go don't miss don't miss. I'm in position. O.K. He's coming through the door he's looking around here's my chance. Wait a second, it's about connected to his head when I realize this guy isn't wearing a ski mask I try to stop it when he suddenly turns around and it's David! He flashes me a quick smile and catches the T.V. table but then drops it and it falls on his toe.
"Pride comes before the fall. "he mutters as I pick it up and put safely down to not attract attention. "David, what are you doing here? " I asked after staring at him. " As much as I would like to play 20 questions with each other and ask you why you just tried to attack me with a T.V. table I think it's more important we get the heck out of here! " He said ." Good idea... " I nodded and left.
So we do just that. We moved quickly but tried to be quiet. We heard some noise coming upstairs. We ran and found the exit miraculously without being seen. Then David took me to the woods and we found the car and pushed it to far enough away and then we got out of there!