Bog had just finished helping Brutus load the musical equipment into the back of the van. "Alright, I think that's everything Brutus. You should probably head back to my place, feel free to sleep in the guest room."
Stuff and Thang had already left together, Thang ready to pass out from exhaustion in Stuff's car. "I'll make sure Marianne gets home safe before heading that way myself." Bog said stifling a yawn.
"Got it boss, and thanks for the offer." Brutus said before heading off in the van, leaving Bog alone on the sidewalk with his motorcycle.
After a few minutes Dawn and Sunny came out looking nervous, "Hey Boggy, have you seen Marianne?"
Annoyed Bog crossed his arms, "First it's Bog not Boggy. Second I thought she was in there talking with you."
"No, Sunny and I searched everywhere inside and she's not answering her cell." Dawn said becoming increasingly worried by the second. It seemed to be contagious because Bog was starting to become just as worried.
"What do you mean she's not answering her cell? Where is she?!" Bog was going nuts, he knew he had to calm down. Shouting at random people never solved anything, they had to think this through.
"Please, excuse me for shouting a moment ago. I understand you're worried but fretting will not help us right now. Dawn, Sunny, I need you to remember when was the last time you two saw Marianne?"
Dawn and Sunny took a moment to think about where Marianne had last been seen throughout the night. Sunny spoke up first, "Well, first I saw her dancing with you, then up having a blast on stage with the band, um…then she was picking up the equipment and bringing it out here to Brutus, and the last thing I remember was seeing her talk to Stuff."
"Okay, Dawn?"
"Um…the last I saw of her she was helping to clean up the trash around the lounge, then after she had a full garbage bag she went outside most likely to the dumpster in the alley over there Boggy," she pointed to the alley where Marianne had taken the garbage, "and then I'm not sure what happened after that"
"Bog," he said as he quickly headed over to the alley Dawn pointed out. As it was about one in the morning and the street lamp was not as close as was preferred, causing it to cast suspicious shadows in the alley setting off goosebumps up and down Bog's spine. Bog took out his phone and turned on the flashlight app to help chase away the darkness in the alley.
With his light, he saw something sticking out just behind the other side of the dumpster. As Bog got closer he saw it was a small cloth and one of Marianne's bracelets that she had worn that evening. "I found something!" Bog called out to Sunny and Dawn who were standing at the entrance to the alley. Dawn was the first one into the alleyway, "What did you find Boggy?"
"It's Bog. I found your sister's bracelet, and this funny smelling piece of cloth," Bog said as he continued to look around for more clues.
"Funny smelling piece of cloth?" asked Sunny as he finally came into the alley, "Can I have a look at that?" Bog handed over the cloth to Sunny while maintaining a tight hold on the bracelet.
Sunny took a quick sniff of the cloth, "Dude, I think this is chloroform. I'll have to take it to a buddy to be sure though."
"So what? Someone drugged Marianne and kidnapped her? Who would do this to my sister?" As Dawn said this tears started leaking from her eyes, and Sunny pulled her into his arms, "Dawn everything will be okay. We will find Marianne."
"Damn right we'll find her," growled Bog ready to find the kidnapper and tear them to shreds, "I won't stop until she's safe."
Marianne looked around the building she was in. 'Looks like a warehouse, but where exactly am I? How in the world did I even get here?' She wondered slightly in a daze. After a while she saw someone walking toward her in the distance.
"Hello? Can you please tell me where I am?" The figure said nothing, they just kept walking in her direction. As the figure got closer she saw that it was Bog. "Bog!" She ran toward him, "You found me! I don't remember what happened, but I am so glad you found me! Is Dawn okay? Did anything happen to her?"
As she reached Bog, she noticed that he was acting a little strange. He was looking past her like she wasn't even there, she turned around and saw that he was looking at an incredibly beautiful woman.
She felt tears come to her eyes but did not allow them to fall as she watched Bog approach the woman. When he placed his hands on her Marianne turned around not wanting to see what happened next. "This can't be real. This just can't be real. That's the woman who broke his heart."
Despite everything she tried tears escaped her eyes and fell to the ground. "It's a…"
"…dream." The driver heard the woman mumble in the backseat. The chloroform had done its job in knocking her out, however the effects varied from person to person. He could hear her quiet sobs as she dreamed.
This wasn't his first kidnapping, he was a for hire and he never got caught. Mainly because he never got emotionally or otherwise attached. But this last guy had him on edge.
First off, he was flamboyant and extremely arrogant. Second, it was as though he had an obsession with the girl. He wasn't the usual sort of person the driver would work for. "Bog…," he heard her say, she said that name quite a bit he felt a little sorry for her.
Great, he Ignacio Magnus Percival was sympathizing with the captive. He turned onto the street where the flamboyant man said to meet him, where they would proceed to a warehouse and he would be paid for his services. He wondered what the git would do to the girl. The obsession he had seemed unhealthy, like the moron viewed her as prey. It was downright sickening, he had to at least give whoever knew her a chance at finding her.
He pulled over into a parking lot and parked the vehicle. One of the first things he did was take her phone from her, so he pulled it out of the glove compartment, pulled up her recent calls and dial the name that popped up the most often.
Surprisingly they picked up on the first ring, "Marianne?! Is that you? Are you okay? Marianne?"
"Boggy, is it Marianne?"
"Dawn I told you it's Bog" He heard in the background.
"Hello. I'm sorry I'm not your friend who's asleep in the backseat but…"
"Listen you!" the voice, he assumed it was 'Bog', growled, "If she is harmed in any way I will personally run you over with my…"
"You're at the police station correct?" He heard an exhale, "Yes we are at the police station."
"Good. You need to track this cell phone. My latest employer has me concerned for your friend."
"Who is your employer? And who are you?"
"My name is Ignacio Magnus Percival, and my employer is a flamboyant idiot by the name of Roland Mary Knight." With that Ignacio hung up and placed the phone beside him after setting it on silent. He then proceeded to the meeting point.
"It's just a dream. It's just a dream." Marianne continued her mantra, and sure enough both Bog and the woman disappeared. She took a look at her new surroundings, a meadow with dark blue flowers. Bog was here too, only he didn't look through her like before.
He looked at her as though she were the only thing in existence. He came toward her and wrapped his arms around her. "So, Tough Girl, seems you're in distress. From what we can tell right now you're asleep somewhere."
"I'm a damsel. I'm in distress. I can handle this." She said smiling up at Bog, trying to be far braver than she felt.
"You can't fool me here Tough Girl, I'm a figment in a dream remember?" Bog said moving his hand to her cheek. When he did that she leaned into it, his hand felt warm and safe, even if it was only a dream.
"Marianne, this is important. What's the last thing you remember?" She pretended she didn't hear him, she didn't want to think about that now. Bog was here holding her gently, she felt warm.
"Marianne. You need to wake up." Bog said, "Wake up!" Wake up she did.
Her eyes opened slowly, blinking a few times because of the bright lights. She had a massive headache, and when she went to rub her eyes she found her wrists tied to the arms of a chair. In fact, her entire body was tied to a chair.
She noticed she was seated at a dining table which was set for a romantic dinner for two. The walls were those of a warehouse, where exactly…she wasn't sure. She was confined like a caged animal, she hated feeling this way. It made her desperately wish she had wings so she could fly to freedom.
However, she knew that the person sitting casually across from her wouldn't release her so easily. "Tell me, Marianne, have you ever danced with the devil in the pale moonlight?"
"Roland! Ugh! This has to be a nightmare. You're a crazy, lying, son of a witch! You let me go now and I won't beat you to a pulp." Marianne threatened, struggling against the rope.
"Aww. C'mon Marianne, you know you can't resist me." He said in his annoying southern drawl, "That's why I arranged this nice little dinner for the two of us." As he spoke four people came out of the shadows like ghosts, silently, they couldn't even be heard breathing.
"What? Are you afraid of a girl kicking your butt?" Roland looked at her like she was the most amusing thing he had seen in his life.
"No, because I know you'll lose either way, it is because women are physically weaker than men." Marianne looked at him in disgust.
"Yes, and while you're stuck in an old fashioned way of thinking the world around you is progressing."
Roland, unsurprisingly, ignored her, "Marianne you obviously needed rescuing from that scaly backed cockroach."
"Roland, if I needed rescuing I would have rescued myself. I don't need anyone to rescue me. Watch, I'll even be able to get out of this situation the minute you let your guard down." She challenged.
One man stepped forward and stood behind Roland. Marianne looked up at him, the man had imp like features, large bright eyes, a sharp nose and slightly large ears. He shot her a wink, it was quick nearly unnoticeable, nearly.
"This fine gentleman here is a hypnotist. Now darlin' I didn't want to have to do this, but you've left me with no choice. You will love me." Said Roland.
The man stepped toward her and pulled a watch out of his pocket. "Keep your eyes on the watch please," said the man. It was hard not to, the watch was polished to a spectacular shine.
"You are now under my influence," he said dramatically, then he leaned down and whispered in Marianne's ear, "…and when I count to three you shall be madly in love with Roland. One. Two. Three."
Marianne blinked, looking around. One of Roland's normal lackeys walked over and cut her ropes. Marianne looked over at Roland then at the table in front of her, "Oh, Roland! You set this up? You're so sweet!" She said as Roland smiled evilly.
A/N: Hey guys! Can you believe it's December already? Man can time fly or what? I know you're probably frustrated right now about the ending of this chapter but don't hate me. Hate the evil voice inside my head that said stop it here. Anyway, thank you all for reading my story and for the comments I love them, I love that a lot of you guys are enjoying the story. As always, constructive criticism is welcome, and if you guys have any ideas for the next chapter do not be afraid to share them. Also, I included a couple of references to two other movies in this chapter if you found them; fantastic! If you didn't look again. The first person to comment the references will receive a pat on the back. One more thing! I have a poll up for an idea in the works after I finish Strange Clubs please vote! Thank you, I should have the next chapter up a little after Christmas, possibly a little sooner. But, just in case MERRY CHRISTMAS!