The next morning, the three of them got dressed and made their way to the cabin after checking out and asking for directions. When they got there, they looked around. It was a bit small but otherwise looked like a normal log cabin.
They went inside and put their things down. They were in a living room that had a blue carpet. There was a dark green couch, two reclining chairs in the same color and a large T.V. There was a doorway to the left that led to a large kitchen and dining room with white and blue tiles in the floor. The counter tops were the same shade of blue. The round dinner table had four chairs set at it. There was a window by the table looking out at the side yard and a nearby building. There were five more doors leading out from the living room.
One led to a white bathroom, one was a back door that led to a small, fenced-in backyard. The last three were small bedrooms each with the blue carpeting, a bed with white sheets, bedside table and lamp, trashcan, a closet and two medium dressers.
They claimed their rooms and put away their things. Jess turned the lights on in the kitchen and the living room and helped Sarah with lunch. Brad, Sarah and Jess ate in silence at the dinner table.
"I like it here," Sarah decided after they were done cleaning up. "You can hear the cars on the road and it smells a little strange but I like it."
Brad spent the rest of the afternoon flipping through channels on the T.V. while Jess listened to her music and Sarah red her book.
Jess turned her CD player off and walked into her room. Suddenly she tripped and fell. She looked to see what she had tripped on and found that part of the carpet had been lifted up. It looked like there was a cellar door underneath.
"Are you alright?" Sarah called from the living room.
"Yeah, come here for a sec, I found something," Jess replied, peeling back the rest of the carpet and opening what was in fact, a cellar door.
"Whoa," Sarah said when she walked in. "Cool. Be careful though."
They both walked down the staircase. Jess found a switch and flipped it. The lights revealed a small room with a cold dirt floor and walls lined with empty shelves. They walked around for a moment, exploring the hidden room.
"There's nothing in here. I'd be a nice place to hide though," commented Jess as they made their way back up the stairs.
Suddenly, something caught Jess' eye.
Jess replaced the piece of carpet and they walked back into the living room. Brad was gone.
"Brad?" Sarah asked, checking his room.
"Maybe he went outside to get some fresh air," suggested Jess.
"Maybe," Sarah said. She turned on the radio and they heard that the police station had been taken over by a group of about thirty or so men. Most of the police were being held hostage, it was unknown if anyone was hurt or dead.
"Wanna check it out?" asked Jess.
"Sure, we can catch Brad later, I guess," Sarah replied.
They grabbed their guns, a first aid kit, and a pack of other various items and started towards the police station. Jess noticed that the front door was slightly ajar but didn't think anything of it.
It didn't take long for them to get to arrive. There was a crowd in front of the station. They could see that it consisted of police that had managed to get out, medical personnel, reporters and a few bystanders.
Sarah and Jess went around back and got in through an open window into a small, deserted room. They moved into the hall and swept through it. The whole station seemed deserted.
They came to the end of the hall, heard voices coming towards them and ducked into the closest room. They heard the voices pass and found themselves in a room with a cell. Brad was lying on the floor of the cell either asleep or unconscious.
"Brad!" Sarah exclaimed running to the cell.
"Quiet Sarah," Jess said slightly alarmed. She listened but didn't hear anything. She moved to Sarah's side. "Is he alive?"
"Yes," replied Sarah.
Jess looked around the room. There were four cots and a toilet in the cell. There was a table with two chairs in front of the cell doors and a trashcan next to it. Behind the table was a small locker for the items of the people held inside the cell. The floor and the walls inside the cell were grey stone. The walls outside the cell were regular plaster, like the rest of the building.
There was a clock on the wall above the door. It was 5:14. Jess turned around and looked back at Brad.
"Drop your weapons and get on your feet," said a stern voice from behind them.
Sarah and Jess jumped up and spun around to see three men standing in the doorway pointing guns in their faces. Reluctantly, they dropped their guns and were thrown into the cell with Brad. The men locked the door and left. It was then that Jess caught sight of a security camera in the corner of the room.
'How could I have been so stupid? This is a police station, they're supposed to have security cameras in here and why didn't I hear them coming?' She thought as she sat, fuming at herself.
19
The days went by slowly in the cell. Everyday their captors brought them bland meals of bread, crackers, pepperoni sticks and water and then left. They sat in their cell, with nothing to do but watch the occasional person go by.
Sarah and Jess found out that Brad had in fact gone for a walk and had been taken into the police station by a strange man. Resistance had caused his captor to knock him out and thrown into the cell. .
The police never got inside the station and after being in the cell for four days they were pretty much bored out of their minds. They knew things were getting really bad outside in the town by what they heard from the men in the building but there wasn't much they could do about it.