Creak. My eyes open to the sound, and I scan the darkness around me. Where am I? Then I remember. Someone has broken into our house and knocked me out. I need to help Claire and Olive! I try to stand up, but my legs refuse to move. I attempt to kick my feet, but they just shake weekly. My feet are bound! I wiggle my hands. They're bound too! Shaking around, I realize that the man has stuffed me in a body bag. I can't believe he's done this! Well, actually I can… cause he did break into our house. I begin screaming for help, kicking my feet, and wiggling my hands. "Emma?!" I hear a muffled voice cry out from somewhere next to me. I scream, and jerk away from the voice. "Emma, is that you?!" The voice says again. Wait… I recognize that voice! It's Victor! I let out a sigh of relief and my body calms down. "Victor! I thought you were dead!" I gasp. "Where are we?!" He yells, shaking around in a body bag I presume is next to me. "We're tied up! Duh! Ugh, we have to get out of here!" I yell. "Where's Claire and Olive?" Victor asks. "Hopefully getting help," I sigh. My head aches. I can feel the dried blood from it, a sticky mess all over me. "I can't believe you left them all alone!" Victor criticizes. I can't believe him. "My head was smashed into a freakin wall!" I shout. Victor is about to argue when we hear muffled shouting from outside. "Did you hear that?" I whisper. "That can't be Claire and Olive, right?" Says Victor. "I hope not!" I cry. "Help! Somebody get me out of here!" "Help us!" Victor yells. "Somebody help!"