Speechless
Chapter Five: Missing
The voices in my head are returning. Someone was screaming again, but it wasn't of pain or anguish, it was of anger. Someone wants me to get up. Someone's slapping me. Its not so cold anymore. I'm not on the ground anymore, and I could recognize that voice anywhere. Master, it was his voice. I willed myself to keep my eyes closed not wanting to see his angry face, but it was no use. He would not stop screaming until I did as told, and reluctantly I did. I look around, sure enough we're inside a dungeon like place. It was a midevil style torture chamber- a place I knew all too well. The chains were pulling at my wrists as I moved them. Something sharp was digging into my wrists. I winced in pain as I felt them puncture my skin. I kept the tears forming in my eyes from falling- master doesn't like it when we cry.
My Master was screaming again and again, words that are too ugly to repeat. Words like, whore, bitch only a million times worse. He kept slashing at my back with his whip and I could feel the blood run down my naked body but I did not scream. I had enough dignity to not scream, but then he pressed something hot onto my back. It was a metal that had been placed into the fire then immediately onto my back where my wounds were fresh, it was then and only then did I allow my self to scream. As I drifted back into the darkness the last thing I saw was my master smirking at me, he had won the battle like he had many times over, and I had lost becoming nothing more than a beaten, heart-broken doll for him to do as he pleased. His smirk stayed with me in my dreams as they formed into nightmares of the all to true reality.
-Scene Brake-
New York City 1:06 am
Olivia and Elliot were at their office watching the security tape from the hospital. They were worried, their victim had disappeared or apparently been kidnapped, but at the time of the crime the security system had been whipped out. It was 1:00 in the morning, there were coffee cups everywhere- they'd been there over two hours and yet found nothing. The other two detectives- Munch and Ice-t were talking to the staff at the hospital to see if they saw anything. Suddenly Olivia pointed to the shadowy figure in the window, "There, Elliot look" she demanded. Elliot looked at where she was pointing but didn't see a thing.
"Liv,
I don't see anything." He said cocking an eyebrow. Olivia sighed
and saw a familiar car outside the window, though it was barely
noticeable.
She looked at the guy who was supposed to be the
expert at this kind of thing.
"Go back a few hours, I wanna see if that car was still there." She said ignoring Elliot's look. Sure enough the car was there, it was a black van. The only reason they were able to see it was the license plate. It was white and you could spot it anywhere even if it was hidden in the shadows a bit.
"Can you zoom in on the license plate?" Elliot asked.
The guy nodded, "Sure just give me a second" he said typing a few keys, then pressing enter as the screen zoomed in. Olivia wrote down the numbers on the car in her notes then looked at Elliot. "Lets get going" she said to her partner after thanking the expert.
A/N: Hey two chapters in one day! Go me! Since the last one was so short I decided to give you guys a treat. That and I'm really bored. So anyways- THEY GOT A LEAD! Yayness! How far are they gonna get? Will they save Star in time?
