Serena woke up and looked around at her surroundings.
Everything was so dark expect for the small patch of light that was coming from a small window in the far corner.
Above her hear she could her voices and a pair of feet running back and forth.
Serena tried to get up, but gave a cry of pain and collapsed to the floor.
It was strange. Why was she in so much pain?
Crawling on all four and cringing with each move, Serena made her way to the light. When she finally got there, she sat up and examined her body and gave a cry of shock.
Every inch of her body was either covered in a bruise or had a deep cut.
A door was opened and then quickly shut. Suddenly the room was brightly lit and Serena had a chance to look around at her surroundings.
It appeared that she was in a basement of some old house. As she looked around, she saw that it would have been pointless to even call for help as the walls were all padded.
Carrie came over to Serena and smiled. There was something about her smile that told Serena that she was in deep trouble.
"So you little trouble maker are you enjoying your new home?"
Serena took a deep breath and stood up "Please Carrie let me go"
Carrie raised her hand and slapped Serena across the face.
The force was so strong that she fell against the wall and slid to the floor.
Carrie knelt beside her.
Grasping her hair she yanked Serena's head up
"Answer my question"
"What are you talking about? How is this my new home?" Serena asked while gasping for air
Carrie let go of Serena and stood up
"You really need to ask after what you did to your brother and to my marriage?"
This was getting confusing.
"I don't know what you are talking about. What did I do to Spencer?"
Carrie turned and started to walk away
"Wait!" Serena cried out "I want some answers"
Carrie ignored her and proceeded to walk up the stairs
"You'll need to think about that then"
The lights went out and Serena was surrounded in darkness. She wrapped her arms around her legs and started to cry.
Over and over she cried and called out for Spencer.
She was going to die and she knew it. Never again would see she her brother.
…..
Samantha looked up as Carrie entered the room.
A blond haired little boy sat on her lap with a book, but dropped it and ran to her shouting "Mommy"
Carried picked up the little boy and held him in her arms
"Well how did it go?" Samantha asked her friend
Carried shook her head and pointed to her son
It had to be kept from him. Little children were so curious and if her son knew someone was there in the cabin then he would beg to meet her or even worse he might accidently let it slip that there was someone in the house. The conversation with her friend would have to wait until the little boy was in bed and sound asleep.
