First I wanna thank the anonymous reviewer for the good idea about bringing Abby Lockhart back into the story. After all I am a huge Carby….
Goodbye, dr. Carter, part 10
"Drop the stuff!" Someone behind them yelled. Alfred was too scared to react. "Drop he fucking bag before I blow your heads off!"
Alfred dropped the bag with rest of the stuff they hadn't got the chance to sell yet. There seemed to be more than one person since a huge hand reached for the bag while the guns still were held against John and Alfred's necks.
John realized he was sweating, and he felt more afraid now than he'd been when he and Lucy had been stabbed. Just seeing Lucy laying in a pool of blood had frightened him, but this frightened him even more. He closed him eyes waiting for the trigger to go off. This was it. He would probably die here in the streets.
"Alright. This is what we're gonna do", the voice behind them said. "You are gonna come with us for a ride. What do ya think of a bush walk guys? Hu? Sounds very good to me".
Neither John nor Alfred dared to object. They both knew that these guys behind them were serious.
The men pushed Alfred and John further down the street before they were thrown into a black van. There was no light inside of the van so John and Alfred couldn't see each other, but they could hear each other. They were both terrible scared.
They were on the road for about an hour before they took an other way that clearly ended in the woods. Suddenly the van stopped and the man opened the back door. Two strong men, who looked like bodyguards, grabbed John and Alfred and threw them out on the ground. They were right. The men had taken them to the woods. It was very thick and since it was so dark there was no chance they would find the way home again too soon.
"Welcome to my world, guys", the biggest of the men said. He was obviously the boss. "My name's Michael and I love to play in the woods. Therefore I really want to play with you".
Michael smiled at John and Alfred. They were his new prisoners now and new victims. He knew that John had been in hospital and wouldn't be able to run fast enough, and he also knew Alfred felt for his best friend. Two easy preys.
"I do some hunting, ya know", Michael continued. "I hunt all kinds of animals. So this is what the game's like: We'll give you 10 seconds to run away and hide before we come after you. One, two, three…"
John and Alfred didn't realize the "game" had started before Michael had counted to three. They ran as fast as they could away from the gang, deeper into the wood. They had no idea of where they were heading, and the wood became darker and darker.
After running a few meter John understood he couldn't run anymore. It hurt too much after the operation. Just as he collapsed an arrow hit him in the shoulder. It started to hurt more and John closed his eyes as the poison spread around in his body. Alfred panicked as he watched his friend be drawn away from him. He ripped out the arrow but it seemed too late…..
If there's still someone who's reading this please tell me if I should continue.
Goodbye, dr. Carter, part 10
"Drop the stuff!" Someone behind them yelled. Alfred was too scared to react. "Drop he fucking bag before I blow your heads off!"
Alfred dropped the bag with rest of the stuff they hadn't got the chance to sell yet. There seemed to be more than one person since a huge hand reached for the bag while the guns still were held against John and Alfred's necks.
John realized he was sweating, and he felt more afraid now than he'd been when he and Lucy had been stabbed. Just seeing Lucy laying in a pool of blood had frightened him, but this frightened him even more. He closed him eyes waiting for the trigger to go off. This was it. He would probably die here in the streets.
"Alright. This is what we're gonna do", the voice behind them said. "You are gonna come with us for a ride. What do ya think of a bush walk guys? Hu? Sounds very good to me".
Neither John nor Alfred dared to object. They both knew that these guys behind them were serious.
The men pushed Alfred and John further down the street before they were thrown into a black van. There was no light inside of the van so John and Alfred couldn't see each other, but they could hear each other. They were both terrible scared.
They were on the road for about an hour before they took an other way that clearly ended in the woods. Suddenly the van stopped and the man opened the back door. Two strong men, who looked like bodyguards, grabbed John and Alfred and threw them out on the ground. They were right. The men had taken them to the woods. It was very thick and since it was so dark there was no chance they would find the way home again too soon.
"Welcome to my world, guys", the biggest of the men said. He was obviously the boss. "My name's Michael and I love to play in the woods. Therefore I really want to play with you".
Michael smiled at John and Alfred. They were his new prisoners now and new victims. He knew that John had been in hospital and wouldn't be able to run fast enough, and he also knew Alfred felt for his best friend. Two easy preys.
"I do some hunting, ya know", Michael continued. "I hunt all kinds of animals. So this is what the game's like: We'll give you 10 seconds to run away and hide before we come after you. One, two, three…"
John and Alfred didn't realize the "game" had started before Michael had counted to three. They ran as fast as they could away from the gang, deeper into the wood. They had no idea of where they were heading, and the wood became darker and darker.
After running a few meter John understood he couldn't run anymore. It hurt too much after the operation. Just as he collapsed an arrow hit him in the shoulder. It started to hurt more and John closed his eyes as the poison spread around in his body. Alfred panicked as he watched his friend be drawn away from him. He ripped out the arrow but it seemed too late…..
If there's still someone who's reading this please tell me if I should continue.