So, again, there is a glitch on the FanFiction website where I can not see any reviews right now:( WAAAAA ): But, I'm sure it will be fixed soon, just like last time! Anyways, this chapter has some excitement/suspense (sort of I hope), so please let me know how I am doing with it! I don't want to disappoint.;p LOL! JK! By the way I won't be able to post tomorrow cause it's Sunday:( But, I will on Monday! I'll leave y'all hangin' this weekend.;p (Well, at least half of the weekend sense it's Saturday today)

And thank you all very much for the reviews and follows on my story.. It is really encouraging to know that people are actually reading this! (And are hopefully enjoying it as well) I really enjoy writing it!

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Mandie tried to scream but couldn't. She struggled to get free as the man began to drag her towards the tunnel.
Mandie's eyes opened wide. 'Why is he taking me in here?' She asked herself.
The man pulled her into the tunnel and began to take her deeper. It was so dark, and the creepy feeling Mandie had before grew stronger. The tunnel was bad. Evil. She could feel it. She repeated her verse over and over in her mind.
Pretty soon she couldn't see anything anymore because it was so dark.
It was all quiet except for heavy breathing, water trickling, echoing feet, and the beating of Mandie's own heart. Until, the man spoke, "Thought you could get away did you?" He asked, tightening his hold on Mandie's mouth.
Mandie whimpered. He wasn't the man with the scar. He was someone else. Someone even more evil. She could feel it.
The man smirked, "You scared?" Mandie didn't even aknowledge his question. She knew her answer.
Suddenly a small light appeared up ahead, further into the tunnel. As it got closer Mandie looked up and tried to see who the man was, but he had on a black mask. They finally reached the light, and Mandie got to see where it was coming from.
The tunnel led into a huge room made out of stone. The light was coming from fire in big stone containers along the walls. Mandie's eyes opened wide as she saw the room was filled with about ten men. They had guns, knives, and daggers lined up along one part of the wall. As the man dragged Mandie inside, she saw the man with the scar was there, and he walked up to the man and Mandie and laughed.
"I told you I'd come back for you. I told you I'd find you," he growled. He grabbed Mandie's arm, yanked her inside, and pushed her to the ground over in a corner. The man with the mask grabbed a pile of ropes and tied up Mandie's wrists. Then the man with the scar began pacing back and forth in front of her, "Now, I want you to tell me where the next clue is," he demanded, turning to look into her face. Mandie gulped, 'It's time,' she said to herself. Mandie held her head high and asked, "Why do you want them?" The man backed away for a moment like her question startled him. Then he walked up to her and got in her face, "That is none of your business," he boomed. Mandie pressed her swollen lips together and shot back, "Well, this whole thing is none of your business, either!" The man gnashed his ugly teeth and angrily slapped Mandie across her pale cheek.
Mandie painfully squeezed her eyes shut and bit her lip as her cheek smarted with the sudden sting.
"Are you gonna tell me?" The man with the scar asked, raising his eyebrows. Mandie looked into his scary, detestable face, and then looked around at the other men. She was about to shake her head no but decided against it, and she ubruptly decided to make up a fake clue in her mind to tell them. She nodded her head yes and said, "It is, 'Sometimes it's dark. Sometimes it's light.
Sometimes it's fake. Sometimes it's real. Sometimes it's..'" Mandie continued saying the made up clue, as she secretly began to work the ropes lose behind her back. "'.. real and makes me sing. Other times it scares me half to death...'" She pulled her hands free from the ropes and rubbed her raw wrists. "'.. and sometimes I hate it, like right now. And I WON'T TAKE ANYMORE OF THIS!'"
Mandie yelled, forcing herself up and grabbing one of the guns from the wall. She hastily cocked the gun and pointed it, stopping all of the men mid-way to the gun wall. "Stop or I'll shoot!" Mandie cried. The men backed away and the man with the scar smirked, "Come on, gal, drop the gun." Mandie held firm, "No!"
Another man walked up a few feet closer to Mandie and stood by the man with the scar. "You don't want to do this," he said, holding out his hands as if to stop her.
"Do I?" Mandie replied, placing her finger on the trigger.
The other man leaned towards the man with the scar and said under his breath, "If she gets out of here alive she'll go right to the sheriff, and that bonified uncle of her's." The man with the scar listened and nodded.
Mandie held the gun firm, "Now. I want all of you to go stand over against that wall with your hands in the air, and don't move!"
The men backed against the wall, smirking. Mandie began to walk towards the mouth of the tunnel, holding the gun steady.
Suddenly Mandie felt a sharp pain shoot down her back. She shrieked and dropped the gun and slowly staggared to the ground, moaning and laying there unconcious. The man with the mask walked out from the shadows, holding a large rock, "She won't wake up for a while now," he said, laughing. The other men laughed to. The laughter sounded inhuman.
Animal-like. It bounced off the walls and echoed down the tunnel. "We better move her somewheres else," the man with the scar said. "You two," he nodded his head in the direction of two men, "take her." The men nodded and picked her up. But the man with the mask stopped them, "Wait, check her pockets," he commanded. The men checked her apron pockets and pulled out an envelope. They handed it to the man with the mask, and he chuckled and opened it.
"Looks like we've got the next clue," he grinned, pocketing the paper and letting the envelope fall to the ground.

"Joe, you shouldn't have let her go off by herself, she's been gone for a long time now," Celia said, a worried expression on her face.
"She wanted to be alone. I know what that feels like," Joe defended himself.
"We should go look for her. Celia's right, it has been a long time," Johnathan persisted.
Joe stood up, "I didn't say I wouldn't look for her, I just said she wanted to be alone. Come on!"
Celia smiled as she and Johnathan stood up and followed Joe down the path and out the gate. They made their way down the road in the same direction Mandie went.
"If I know Mandie," Joe said, "she wouldn't stay on this road. She'd go somewhere quiet and secluded. Like..." Joe pointed to the little path leading off the road into the forest, "...there!"
They turned off the road into the path and followed it deep into the forest.
Suddenly they heard a loud scream!
"What was that?" Celia asked, searching frantically around herself.
"It sounded like Mandie!" Joe cried, "Come on!" They began to run down the path, Celia holding up her heavy skirts.
Suddenly they heard big booming laughter. An unearthly sound.
"Where did that come from?" Johnathan asked.
"I think... there," Joe whispered, pointing through the trees to a tunnel.

Mandie opened her eyes and gazed around. She was in a small room made out of bricks. One small torch lit it up. There was no way out.
"Oh no!" Mandie whispered. She slowly sat up and a sharp pain shot through her. "OWW!" She moaned, placing her hand on her shoulder and squeezing. She slowly stood up and limped over to the door, pain searing her injured leg, but she tried to ignore it. She banged on the door, but it was solid.
"Oh God, help me get out of here!" Mandie cried. She fell to the floor and sobbed, covering her face with her hands.
Suddenly she heard a creaking underneath herself. She stopped crying, wiped her eyes and banged her hand on the floor.
It creaked again.
"This must be a way out!" Mandie exclaimed, "I have to hurry!"

Joe, Johnathan, and Celia slowly crept up to the tunnel entrance. Joe peered inside.
"She must be in there," Joe said, turning to glance at Johnathan and Celia. Celia nodded. Johnathan walked a few paces back and picked up a large stick. Joe nodded his head and the three of them slowly crept into the tunnel. They walked along the side so their feet wouldn't splash loudly in the water. They heard voices and slowed down as they neared the light.
They saw the same ten men who were inside the large room. Joe held out his arm and stopped his friends from walking forwards. They listened to what the men were saying.
"I hit her pretty hard, didn't I?" A man with a mask asked another man. The other man nodded and laughed, "She never saw it comin'. She thought she had it all figured out, huh?" The man with the mask howled with laughter.
Joe pressed his lips together. He knew whom they were talking about.
"I better go check on our celebrated guest," the man with the mask said.
Celia covered her mouth as she whispered, "I know that voice from somewhere!"
The man with the mask opened a door that led into a hallway and closed it behind himself.
Joe looked at Celia and asked, "Who is he?"
Celia frowned, "I can't quite place him. Let me think."
Joe turned back around and gazed around the large room. They were hidden in the shadows of the tunnel so no one could see them.
Joe noted that there were guns lined up against a wall.
Suddenly Celia squealed, and she covered her mouth and bent her head. "Oh no. No no no no," she whispered. She pressed her temple
with her fingers and moaned.
"What is it?" Johnathan asked, laying a hand on her shoulder.
Celia looked up at Joe and Johnathan and whispered, "I know who the man with the mask is."
"Who?" Joe asked.
Celia cleared her throat, "Mr. Holt!"

Mandie banged down hard on the floor until she heard another creak. She hit the part that creaked over and over again.
Suddenly, she heard big booming footsteps heading towards her room. She covered her mouth, then began to bang harder.
"Hurry, Mandie, hurry!" Her mind yelled. Out of the blew the part of the floor that she was sitting on collapsed and Mandie felt herself falling. She hit the grund hard and looked up. "It was a trap door!" She said. Mandie quickly stood up and slammed the door shut, just as the room's door busted open. Mandie screamed and limped down the tunnel she fell into.
Pain seared through her whole body but she didn't let it bother her. 'I have to get out of here!'

"Celia are you sure?" Johnathan asked.
Celia nodded, "More sure than I've ever been about anything in my whole life!"
Joe moaned, "We've been led into a trap!"
Unexpectedly, the man with the mask busted through the door.
"She's escaped! She got out through a part of the floor!" He yelled.
"We've got to get her!" The man with the scar yelled. A few of the men ran through the door along with the man with the
mask. The man with the scar rubbed his forehead and groaned, "If she escapes we're dead," he said.
Joe looked at Johnathan and whispered, "There are only three men here now. Johnathan, you take the stick and head for the man with the scar. I'll head for the guns. On three. Celia, you stay here." Johnathan nodded, and in unison Joe and Johnathan whispered, "One... Two... THREE!"

Mandie moved as fast as she could, tripping over rocks and slipping in puddles of water, but she didn't stop.
She heard footfalls echoing far behind her, but she tried not to scream. The tunnels were like a maze, twisting and turning every way possible.
All of the sudden Mandie came upon a metal ladder leading up. She stopped for a moment, gathered up her skirts, and began to climb. Her whole body felt like a weight, pulling her down. It took everything she had to move one hand up to the next step.
Suddenly she heard a loud voice yell out, "STOP!"
Mandie turned around for a second and saw seven men holding torches, standing about ten paces away from the ladder. Mandie screamed and pushed herself to climb faster. 'You're almost there, Mandie. Don't give up,' she told herself.
She felt a hand claw at her foot. She pushed herself fowards until she came to a trap door at the top. She used both hands and began to bang. The door opened up and Mandie placed both hands on the sides, boosting herself up. At that moment, someone grabbed her ankle.

Johnathan sent a punch in the man with the scar's gut. Joe ran and grabbed a gun and cocked it, firing a shot in the air.
Everyone stopped, and the men looked at Joe. Johnathan walked over and grabbed a pile of ropes.
"Tie 'em up," Joe said. Johnathan nodded.

Mandie shrieked and kicked her foot free. She pushed herself the rest of the way up and slammed the door down hard, making a sound like a gong.
"Come on, Mandie. Go find help," she said, but she suddenly stopped herself, because she saw where it was that she had climbed out at.
There was a lake. The same lake from her dreams...

What do y'all think? Please let me know in the reviews... I hope I'm doing good:) And, I hope this isn't confusing going back and forth between Mandie and her friends... I wanted to have scenes on both, you know? So that it'd have it on both sides so y'all would know what is happening with Mandie, but also with Joe, Celia, and Johnathan as well:) (I haven't really done this in any of the other chapters so this is new for me and I hope I don't mess it up and make it confusing) Just let me know in the reviews what y'all think or if y'all have any suggestions or complaints... There is always room for improvement! (And criticism if necessary)

See y'all on Monday!

Note: I will try to let y'all know when I will not be able to update, just so I just won't update for like a whole week and not give y'all any notice like I did before... (Sorry about that)….

Note two: Just incase some of you don't remember who Mr. Holt is, he is the man that delivered the clue to the house... (Surprise surprise)