(Hanna's pov)
I've lost count of how many days I have been trapped in this room crying myself to sleep every night wondering if the girls are okay. As i'm sat on my bed thinking I hear the phone in the bedside table draw vibrate, I throw open the draw and pull the phone out from inside opening the text shown on the screen.
"Your turn next bitch, to save her precious Emily, Alison had to choose who plays next and she chose you obviously Emily means more to her than you do, get ready bitch – A."
No, no, no, no I thought to myself how could she do this to me he could kill me, but what happened to Emily if she had to choose to save Emily but why did she pick me. I sat down on the bed thinking I cant blame Ali for this she had no choice A made her do this, anger quickly rose from the pit of my stomach and I rushed towards the camera.
"You may think that I'll turn my back on Ali because of what you made her do but your wrong you bastard, and if you've hurt Emily once we get out of here I will make sure you regret it" I scream at the camera, another text comes through.
"You'll regret saying that bitch, I will bury you – A." The anger quickly flows out of me as fear sets in, I look up at the camera once again with fear in my eyes.
"W-what are y-you going to d-do to m-me" I stutter, mentally kicking myself for showing my fear, the phone beeped once again.
"You'll see, scared now bitch – A."
I started violently shaking not knowing what he will do would he actually kill me, of course he would he's A I thought. I lay down on the bed trying to calm my breathing down as I had started to hyperventilate after reading the text. I slowly drift off to sleep to tired to keep my eyes open.
When I open my eyes I am laid on some type of hospital bed in a strange room I tried to sit up but my arms and legs are strapped to the bed.
"HELP SOMEONE PLEASE HELP ME" I scream into the darkness the only light was a single spotlight right above my bed, out of the corner of my eye I see someone walk up to my bed they were dressed in all black with a black hoodie and a mask coving there face it was A.
"Please let me go, please don't hurt me, what do you want" I said as I looked into A's cold hard eyes he goes to put his hand on the side of my face but I jerk my head away from the gloved hand not wanting him anywhere near me.
"Don't touch me" I say confidently.
He pulls out a sliver blade from inside his pocket and plunges it into my arm I scream at the top of my lungs, I have never felt pain like that in my life. He goes to repeat his action from earlier and this time I stay frozen where I am to scared to move, he pulls out a syringe and injects it into my thigh my vision starts to blur until everything goes black and I can no longer feel, hear or move.