And here's part two.
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Ironically, or perhaps fittingly, it was in the middle of the song 'You Can't Take Me' that they were kidnaped.
Several dark shapes, men judging by their silhouettes, entered the theatre. They seeped into the main passageways. Lexi felt Josh tense. Then she noticed the silhouettes, moving in a way that one would expect to find at a military base, not a cinema.
Suddenly, a shot rang out. The movie stopped. The lights came on. Everyone blinked. That hadn't been part of the movie.
"Alright," the man's harsh voice seemed to echo in the deathly silence of the theatre. "If the boy who calls himself Josh Ryner would come with us quietly, no one has to get hurt." The man lowered his hand, which was holding a modern handgun, and pointed it at the audience. "But if anyone tries to play hero... well.." He left the sentence hanging.
Lexi tightened her grip on Josh's hand, praying silently as she nervously eyed the other dark silhouettes. Men, as she has guessed, dressed in all black, she couldn't pinpoint their ethnic origins. In their hands, they had M-16 assault rifles that Lexi recognised from her report on the weaponry in the Vietnam war. Not good. Why Josh? A small part of her rational thinking asked. Definitely not good. Dad is gonna kill us both. If we don't die first.
Alex could feel Lexi's hand tighten around his. Damn it, this cover was meant to be watertight, or so they said.
The men who had burst into the theatre had effectively blocked all the exits, and with their weapons, Alex had no doubt that they would kill everyone in the theatre before he could escape. He had no choice. Slowly Alex removed his hand from Lexi's, trying to ignore the look she have him.
Alex stood and walked down the row of seats toward the men, raising his hands to his head, inconspicuously twinsing the gem on his ring, causing it to emit a distress signal. Lexi followed him like a shadow. When Alex reached the man with the handgun, who was obviously the leader, the two men who had been standing on either side of their leader grabbed Alex, after a short, "Secure him," from their leader.
Lexi fixed the leader of the men with her best glare, pumping as much anger and venom into her voice as she could. "You're ruining our date." She growled.
The man looked at her almost as if he hadn't seen her. He glanced at some of his subordinates, and said, "Actually, she might be entertaining. Take the girl too."
A man who had handed his rifle to one of his coworkers had come up behind Lexi, wrapping his arms around her, and pinning Lexi's arms to her sides. Lexi's legs seemed to buckle, and she dropped, the man lost his balance trying to support the unexpected weight. Then Lexi stood just as suddenly as she had fallen, the back of her head connecting with the man's nose. The man staggered back, his hand over his nose, blood seeping through his fingers.
A hand clamped over Alex's mouth and nose before he could do anything, the cloth that the hand held was covered in chloroform, and the last thing Alex saw was a dazed Lexi receiving a similar treatment.