Chapter 8: Midnight Capture
Abby stood in the doorway to the dorms. She had heard them be called dorms, bunks, it was sort of like that she thought. There was a building on stilts, with rooms a long hallway and rooms the the left and right. Some of the rooms had bunk beds in them, others had double beds.
She stood there, just looking out, watching the night. When she noticed someone moving in the shadows. Abby was jumped, what if it was a rebel, or someone coming to hurt them. But as the person came into the light, she saw it was Carter. He had been behind the trees, near where all the women were gossiping. He had probably heard everything they had said, including the part about Kem.
She grimaced, why had he been listening? She looked out at the sky again, almost searching for the answers among the stars. It was a beautiful night, a clear sky, covered by a small cloud of heat. Abby knew it would be hot tomorrow. Not that she expected much else, considering this was Africa.
But she wasn't tired. She didn't want to go to sleep. She was bored, she wanted to be out doing something and she regretted that she had left the women, because she wanted company. Even if they were talking about something she didn't want to hear.
Abby walked down the steps back to the ground. Looking around her she was searching for something to do. She couldn't see anyone, to her right, everyone was still over in the dining hall and lazing in the chairs, to the left.
Walking slowly she made her way around the dorms, heading towards the clinic. The lights were out inside but there was still a light on on the porch.
Just then she heard the bell. It was like a church bell, must much smaller. That was the first thing that they had told her about when she came. That bell was there for one reason. When rebel armies were approaching the bell was rung, to warn people.
Stricken with fear she turned around and ran back to the light, she could hear gunshots in the distance now. She was running towards the dining hall, so she could be with the other people. She glanced behind her, hoping she still couldn't see anything or anyone behind her. Suddenly she felt herself collide with a solid object. A body.
He grabbed her arms pulling her with him. not towards the dining hall, but into the trees. Away from the people and the light. He was moving fast, jerking her with him. She opened her mouth to scream but he noticed her mouth widen and quickly pulled her to him, clapping his hand over her mouth. Pulling her to him, he had one hand about her waist, pulling her with him, the other hand, clamped over her mouth.
Abby shut her eyes. She was too afraid of what might happen next. He was dragging her with him, into the trees deeper and deeper.