Charity skipped supper and went straight to bed. She was going to talk to Briana and see the exact location as to where she was.
Charity got comfortable and closed her eyes, the next thing she knew she was sitting beside Briana.
"I missed you," Briana said.
"I missed you, too," Charity replied. "Briana, could you tell us where we are?"
Briana shook her head. "I don't know," she said.
"Could you tell me who took you?"
Briana shook her head again. "I don't know. They always wear a mask when they come and talk to me."
"What type of mask?"
"A Halloween mask. One of them has a Freddy Kreuger mask and the other has a Michael Myers mask."
Charity raised an eyebrow.
"I may be six but I love scary movies." Briana smiled. "And they have something to change their voice."
A door opened and Briana and Charity jumped. "Hide," Briana whispered.
Charity stood up and ducked behind some boxes. A tall skinny person wearing long black robes was wearing a Freddy Kreuger mask and the other was short and chubbier wearing long black robes and a Michael Myers mask.
"Are you having fun, Briana?" the Freddy Krueger person asked, their voice was distorted like Briana had said.
Briana nodded. A scared and worried look on her face. She made no movement toward Charity. But if she could've ran she would've.
"Good girl, Briana," said "Freddy". "Freddy" turned to "Michael" and motioned for him to open the paper bag he had in his hands.
"Michael" with shaking hands opened the bag and pulled out a sandwich and handed it to Briana. Briana reached up and took it and didn't take it out of its plastic cover.
"Come on," "Freddy" said to "Michael".
"Michael" nodded and they left.
Charity came out from behind the boxes. "Stay," she whispered to Briana. She took off after "Freddy" and "Michael". They went into an office. The door shut. Charity stood on her toes and looked through the window. They took their masks off and Charity's eyes widened.
Charity sat up startling Joan who had walked in at the time.
"Where's Will?" she asked.
"He got a hit saying that the father had Briana," Helen said, walking in.
Charity shook her head and jumped up out of the bed. "He doesn't have her!"
"How do you know?" Helen asked.
"I was there with Briana. I saw who had her."
"It was just a dream, Charity. That's all it was."
Charity shook her head again and sat down on the bed, sliding down to the floor. Helen left closing the door.
"Who has her?" Joan asked.
Charity shook her head. "I don't know. But that one guy looked like Price."