Chase panicked.
He couldn't see anything thanks to the blindfold and he could still feel the gun pressed against his head. Chase didnt' know where he was going but he knew one thing and that was that he had to get out and fast.
"So what have you heard," the voice startled him.
Chase didn't say anything for a moment. He was suprised that the person was whispering since all they had been doing for over the last known minutes they had blindfolded him, was yell.
"What have you heard," The person repeated.
Chase didn't want to piss this guy off, so he mumbled, "Just that they were killing someone."
"What do you know, you're right Don, he is a foreigner," the person replied.
"He's either British or one of those other ones, say Welsh," Don stated.
"At least he didn't go to the police," another person answered.
That person Chase believed was Emelio. He didn't know who the softspoken one was but he knew from most of the voices that the autoritive one was Aaron, the hispanic one was Emelio, and the deep voice was Don's. He shuddered remembering what they had said that they were going to do with him.
"He's more stupid than that FBI agent we got rid of," Aaron added.
Chase felt the door handle with a hand. Since nobody reacted, his guess was that they were too busy talking. This was a stupid move because he knew that he was going to get hurt but he decided that he didn't care. They were going to kill him if he didn't try anything and since they'd kill him too if he did, he'd rather take that risk.
"You think it'll take a lot longer for them to find him than that cop," the soft spoken one asked.
"Come on Shawn, of course it'll take longer, possibly never if we're lucky," Aaron.
Chase didn't wait.
The door opened and he fell out and was pretty sure he had broken a couple ribs for he had a large intake of breath. He didn't wait though and started to run, but with his hands tied behind his back and the blind fold he couldn't see anything; he was running blindly.
He hadn't gotten away for five minutes before there was a gun thrust onto his head again and a lot of cussing.
"You want to die early don't ya," Don snapped.
Chase tried desperately to yank himself free but they had a hold of him and one even punched him in the stomache. He instantly stopped finding and went limp gasping to breath.
"Not smart, huh? That was a pretty smart move right there," the person, obviously Shawn said.
"Well he isn't, we just weren't paying attention," Aaron shot.
"He doesn't look so good. Ya think we broke something," Emelio asked.
"Nah, it was the fall," Don replied.
"He's very stupid to do that," Shawn said whistling. "Very stupid but risky."
"Well help me take the pathetic doctor to the car," Aaron demanded.
Nobody protested.
Chase regained consciousness, but this time there was a tightness against his chest. He concentrated on the voices while he breathed slowly; it was hurting him to breath real deep. Now they were going to kill him.
He tried to remember what he did and realized that they had caught him again. To Chase's suprise, the blindfold was taken off and he found himself face to face with Don, the mustache guy.
"You think you're very smart well here what we're going to do. You get a chance to run, but then in twenty seconds we're coming after you. See, you humored us so we're going to humor you," Don explained.
Chase quickly realized it was true, yet he wasn't in any shape.He ran into the forest and as he entered the dark fortress, he heard them get to twenty. He had to find a place to hide and fast.