Moving about the small enclosure was beginning to become harder as the water was about neck high, leaving only a few feet of air above Sara. She hit against the ceiling of the enclosure praying to herself that she be able to break free but was thwarted as she yet again hit Plexiglas that was bolted down.
Sara realized that her time was now quickly running out, that the next time that the water rose above her head would be her third strike and her game of life was over.
It is then that Sara looks towards the camera once more, her eyes pleading for a miracle to come from the unknown. But she knows all too well that one will not. She learned very early in life that miracles do not come true, that they do not exist, much like the life she had wished to live.
The screen goes blank, leaving everyone with the image of Sara looking towards the camera defeat written on her features. But the computer begins to run again, with a puzzle of questions winding to a prize. The kidnappers face appears in a darkened area and speaks to them.
"It seems as though you are all enjoying my spectacular show. I believe the setting suits our Cali-girl quite well, don't you think?" He pauses then picks up again, "However it does not matter what you think, because je suis l'ange de toutes les choses terribles et maintenant je serai un de pitié. Espérons que Sara a les ouïes d'une sirène, parce que elle tiendra son souffle dans l'attente." And with a hoarse laugh, "Chasse heureuse."
The screen went blank and left everyone within the warehouse puzzled, only Catherine spoke her confusion, "What the fuck did he say?"
Shifting in his seat uncomfortably, Nick spoke up, "It's French…he said that he is the angel of all things gruesome, but now he's giving us mercy and that we should hope that Sara is like a mermaid for she will be waiting underwater. And he said "happy hunting or finding" something like that."
"How do you know French Nick?" asked Catherine with exhaustion.
"Sara taught me while I was laid up to get my mind off of everything."
"Think it means something man." Warrick piped in.
"If it does, then he's been watching her for longer then we've realized. But I doubt it means anything more then what he said." As Nick finished speaking the screen completed loading and gave the names of four other abandoned warehouses:
Panscraig Meat Co.
Sampson & Co.
Red Assail Packing Co.
Tearing & Co.
Think Intelligently & Save Our Floating Beauty
The team surrounded the computer and stared at their new message. Greg fell back into his chair exasperated, speaking in an almost whisper, "She could be at anyone of those locations."
Pointing towards the screen, Grissom spoke, "She's at the third warehouse."
"How do you know that?" Questioned Brass.
"Because Red Assail is an anagram for Sara Sidle, just rearrange the words and there you have "thinking intelligently"."
"Well then what are we waiting for to find "our floating beauty"?" quipped Greg.
While everyone filed out of the warehouse, Brass called attention to the officers in waiting. Ordering a team of ten to search each of the three other abandoned warehouses in precaution, and followed the rest of the team out to the SUV's speeding away to the Red Assail Packing Co. warehouse.
Within the warehouse the screen turned back to the feed of Sara while no one was watching. Most of her body was now completely submerged and she had to continually move both her arms and feet to stay afloat. She had now only an inch of breathing room, and she was already without much strength left. She prayed that they were no longer watching as her body finally gave into the inevitable and she floated beneath the water that now filled the entire enclosure. The shower heads turned off and all was silent within the now completely dark tub. There was a flash of light from above her and she looked up into it. All Sara could think about was these would be her last moments in life.
A/N: Ah oh.
Perhaps in the next chapter or the one after that you shall all learn the fate of Sara Sidle. I should update soon, but you never know because the next chapter still remains scrambled in my mind.
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