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When Cody woke up, he was in a basement. Not that he could see much of anything, just the things that were illuminated by the square of light coming through the window. All around him was, well, junk. Parts of toys. Empty boxes. Scraps of metal. Basically your average garage.
Except for the fact that he was here. He knew that he had been kidnapped, he could feel it in his gut. He also knew that it was about seven o' clock (points tothe stomach for that one)
Why was he here? Cody contemplated that thought over and over, turning it in his mind. His mum wasn't rich, especailly now that she and dad just got divorced. Why would anybody want to kidnap a nobody like him?
Cody tried to move, but realized after several fruitless attempts that he was tied to the chair by his hands and ankles. He also had a gag in his mouth. Cody had heard stories of kids who had gotten kidnapped. He knew that they were often killed, or beaten, or raped.
When he tought of these terrible things, tears sprang to his eyes. He wanted to be home, in New York. He wanted to be with his dad and his mum, but mostly he wanted-no, he needed Zack. He needed his brother to hug him, and tell him that he was alright, that it was just a bad dream.
He needed his brother to wake him up.
He needed Zack to save him.
Zack took pride in the fact that he rarely freaked out. He was freaking out now.
Zack was wondering around the new hotel, looking for Cody. He knew that Cody wouldn't have gone far without himself, Zack, to explore with him.
Zack went up to the candy counter. A blond girl was working there. She couldn't have been that much older then Zack, and normally, Zack would have flirted with her.
But Cody came first. Always.
"S'cuse me." he said. The girl looked at him.
"Hi." she said. "You're one of the sons of that new singer, right?"
"Yeah." Zack replied hurridly. "Listen, I can't find my brother. He must have wondered off."
If the girl wasn't listening before, she definetly was listening now. "What's your brother's name and what des he look like. I can send out a call for him."
"His name's Cody, and he's like this big-" Zack held a hand four and a half feet off the floor. "-and has blond hair...Wait, what am I talking about." Zack hit himself on the head. "He looks exactly like me. We're twins."
"I saw a person that looked like you, little blond person." a man holding luggage came up behind Zack. "He went in a car with two men peoples. Like three hours ago. Must have been your dad."
Zack turned pale and gripped the candy counter.
"What's the matter?" The girl asked worridly.
"Our father's in Arkansas by now. He couldn't have taken Cody." Inside, Zack was broken. He knew in his heart that Cody hadn't gone with those men willingly. 'I'll find you, Cody.' Zack vowed. 'I swear I will.'
Where is Cody? Will Zack be able to find him before something horrible happens? Tune in next week, same time (maybe), same place (probably).
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