Sacrificing Morgan
Chapter 25: You Want Her, Come Get Her
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"Well, put her in!" Shane screamed. RVD threw Morgan into the extra wide trunk. Her screams were muffled from the sticky duct tape. Stephanie closed the trunk with a loud slam and locked it. She grinned at the Alliance members and stuck the keys back in her pocket. "Let's roll."
Morgan stared into the fuzzy darkness of the trunk. The material in it made her nauseated and she felt like she was going to vomit. It would have been good if her hands weren't tied and she had a flashlight. She was very mechanical.
Unfortunately for her, they didn't teach how to get out of a trunk when being kidnapped in that auto school.
Son of a bitch…You're in it deep now, Morgan…She thought as the droplets of sweat formed on her head. The ties were itching and scratching her skin, and they made the hair on her arms and neck rise.
Her head felt like it was being put into a pressure cooker, being smashed all around. Everything was either black or spinning like the Wonder Wheel.
She didn't have the slightest idea where she was going, but she was sure she was about to find out.
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Chris moaned and placed a hand to his sweaty head. He looked around the ring, where he was, and instantly shot up. "Where the fuck is Morgan?" He whispered. Angle looked dead, The Rock looked like all his strength had been drained, and Morgan—Was not there.
"God damn it." He muttered. He crawled out of the ring and around the area of the broken announcer's table. JR and Heyman were standing there, commenting on what just happened.
"Stephanie, Shane, RVD, and the Undertaker just walked away with a fallen Morgan—"
Chris's eyes bugged out of his head. "WHAT?" He demanded, advancing on Paul. Paul backed into the padded wall. "Listen, Chris, I didn't know—I didn't have anything to do with this—"
"Where is she?"
"I—I don't know—"
"Where is she, god damn it!"
"The Alliance has her."
"Holy shit."
Just as Chris was about to pound on something, a fuzzy image came over the Titantron. He looked up at it, to see Morgan tied to a pole. "WHAT THE FUCK?" He screamed. Shane and Stephanie circled Morgan, smiling.
"Heh, yes, indeed we do have Morgan." Shane said. "I am one cunning mother fucker." Stephanie chuckled to herself. "Well, Morgan, anything you have to say?"
"Bite me!" Morgan snapped.
"With pleasure." Booker T offered, licking his lips. Rhyno held him back.
"And I know you're next question, Chris—Where are we? Heh, I'll never tell." Stephanie sneered. She came closer to the screen. "And if you want her, come get her."