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Kendall lunged at Maslow fruitlessly. The tanned male barely batted an eyelash. Instead the man began to pace between the boys slowly, his movements jerky and measured.
"What are you crazy?" Logan exclaimed. "This is illegal."
Maslow glanced at him. "Madam does not follow the rules of your world."
"What in the hell does that mean?" James glared trying to look intimidating. Maslow continued to pace, it became was obvious he was thinking.
"None of that matters." The man suddenly said. He came to a stop between them. "I'm here to give you the rules. It is up to you if you follow them, but I suggest you pay attention well, and takes heed to my words." He gave them all even looks. "Madam has no problems with destroying you, so I suggest you make her like you, make her see that her resources aren't being wasted on you. Now, on with the rules…"
"This makes no sense." Carlos whimpered interrupting him. "I wanna go home."
"This is your home now." Maslow answered quickly. "Rule one; never look Madam in the eye unless permitted. Rule two, only speak when spoken too. Rule three; you must bow in her presence. Rule four, do as she tells you. Rule five; never call her by her real name. You must call her mistress. If you fallow these rules the easy way the less pain will be given to you."
"You're crazy." Kendall said his voice uneven and angry with a hint of fear.
"That may be correct." Maslow nodded. "Though I am only doing as ordered. Also another important lesson to learn is…" he trailed. "Madam is not human, so do not expect any humanity from her."
Without another word, and without even sparing them a glance the man walked away, disappearing down the narrow hall. The grating sound of the closing door reached their ears this time the light above them flickered out, and engulfed the room into darkness.
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"Guys…?" Carlos's voice hesitantly called. "Are you guys awake?"
"I don't believe it's possible to sleep under these conditions, Carlos." Kendall spoke while the others simply grunted.
"I'm hungry… and I really have to pee." Carlos blinked through the blackness surrounding him trying to see. He wasn't really sure what was going on but he was afraid, really afraid. He was happy that his friends were with him though because he was sure he would be crying like a baby if they weren't with him. He uncomfortably shifted as his bladder twisted and ached feeling like it was going to burst. He bit his lip, "guys." He whined when no one answered him.
"We're all hungry and have to pee, Carlos." James voice announced sharply. Carlos couldn't really see him but he was sure her tall friend was annoyed.
"Sorry," He mumbled softly. Carlos thought maybe he needed to think more then he usually does. His friends were in the exact frightening predicament as him, he really shouldn't be complaining.
"It's alright, Carlos." Logan's voice came from beside him. "If it makes you feel any better I think I'm going to pee on myself any minute now." It hadn't. "We need to get out of here."
The words made them all fall into a thoughtful silence. It felt like a day later the room was flooded by light, blinding the teens temporary. They all winced and squinted.
A moment later the harsh scrapping noise greeted them again followed by heavy foot falls; this time accompanied by lighter foot falls, sharp click, and clack noises like the walker was wearing heels. Carlos's breath hitched in his throat and he looked at his friends who were all staring down the hallway, their expressions troubled.
His pulse quickened to heavy quick thuds in the base of his neck as his eyes shifted as a smiling woman came into view. His eyes widened at how beautiful she was, she reminded him of a doll, but her eyes were really dark, almost… soulless.
The woman came to a stop before them, all four boys to stun to talk. They could all tell something wasn't right with this woman.
The woman made a weird sound with her tongue as she lightly smirked at all of them. Her eyes scanning them over as if they were new pretty dresses. A pale finger with a red painted nail pointed directly at Carlos. "I wanna begin with him." Maslow instantly came from behind the woman begging to work on the quickly panicking Carlos's cuffs.
"W-wait… what's going on?" Kendall spoke up. "What are you going to do to him?" His voice was beginning to tint with anger. "You better not hurt him."
The woman cut her eyes at him without any movement from her head, her smirk faltering. It wasn't even a full look but it chilled Kendall to the bone. Her eyes darted back to Maslow and the whimpering Carlos.
Shaking the fear off him, Kendall began tugging at his restraints. "Fight him off, Carlos." Kendall said to his friend once he was free.
Carlos was struggling and whimpering but Maslow's hold on the back of the boy's neck was like a vice grip. The woman began turned and began retreating down the hall.
"Walk," Maslow commanded Carlos who hesitated before taking an unsteady step behind the woman.
"Stop"
"Leave him alone"
"You're going to be alright, Carlos."
All the boys were beginning to struggle on their restraints now as they called after their friend. He was soon out of sight.
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Carlos was sitting at a long table, alone. On the table before him was platter after platter of food, breads, fruits, meat, and a pitcher of what looked like OJ. The Latino tore his eyes away from the food and tugged at his restrained arms, which were connected to the wooden chair he was sitting on. His stomach rumbled.
"What's going on?" He asked softly. His head dropped out of exhaustion, only to rise again when the large wooden doors to his right opened.
The woman from before walked in and took a seat a little ways away from him, she right away filled her clear glass with red wine.
Carlos bit his lip briefly before opening his mouth to say something, but became too afraid to say anything.
"Are you hungry, Carlos?" His eyes had returned to the food before him, but had quickly snapped back up when the woman spoke. He only stared at her though, no words left his lips. The woman sighed. "When I speak to you I suggest you answer." She rose to her feet and walked towards him stopping beside him.
Carlos leaned away from her looking away from her. "Eat it," he looked up. She was holding a grape out in-between her pale fingers. Carlos leaned further away, shaking his head. "I'm telling you to eat it."
"No," Carlos said. "L- Let us go. You aren't allowed to keep us here like this."
"Eat it now." She announced her tone never changing.
Carlos shook his head, refusing.
He could hear the woman retreating away from him her heels click clacking on the wooden floor.
"Very well, Carlos."
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