His head was pounding. It felt like someone was using a jackhammer on his brain. But there was one thing about the pain that the boy was grateful for. It had pulled him out of his slumber. Silence. No sound. Nothing could be heard. Was he alone? Where was he? He had to muster all the energy he had to open his eyes. They just refused to open. He was just drained of all his energy. After a few attempts, he became successful and he was greeted with the sight of hundreds of empty seats, but he was slightly elevated from the level. Was he standing on a stage of some kind? Where was he? He began to scan the room for any indication to his whereabouts. But to no prevail. He could feel his eyes stinging from the bright lights and he went to rub them with his hands, but he couldn't move his arms. He didn't have another energy to move at all. No, that wasn't it. He was restrained. He couldn't move because someone didn't want him to. He struggled against his restraints but they wouldn't budge. He was trapped.

"K-K-Kendall?" The blonde looked around as much as he could but he couldn't see anyone. But he recognized the voice. It belonged to one of his best friends.

"Logan? Logan where are you?"

"Behind you, to your left." Kendall craned his neck to catch a glimpse of the brunette but due to his situation, he was denied the comfort of the image of his friend.

"I can't see you. Are you okay? Where are James and Carlos?"

"I'm fine. Well, I'm not hurt. I think that's the extent of how far fine goes. James and Carlos are still out cold. But they're behind you but to your right."

"What happened?" Kendall asked, straining against his restraints once more. He refused to admit defeat. If he tried hard enough he could break through the restraints and rescue his friends. It was his job after all, being the leader of the group.

"I-I don't remember. Last thing I can remember is walking into the marble room. Then…it's all fuzzy."

"That's the same as me. We need to get out of here. Can you move?"

"No. Kendall…I'm scared."

"Me too Logie. But we can't freak out. Just remain calm. Think Logan." Silence resumed as both boys pondered on how they were going to get out of this mess. The boys weren't allowed to think in silence for long as a door out of view of both boys opened and closed.

"Oh good. You're awake. Didn't realize how long that gas would knock you out for." The owner of the voice remained out of view. "Now, if you all listen and do as I say," Finally the voice was put to a face. "No one's going to get hurt." The girl stood tall in front of the four boys. She must have been about five foot ten, slim and around the same age as the tied up boy band. Red hair fell over the majority of her face. The parts of her face that were visible highlighted the freckles on her face and her dark eyes that showed no emotion; good or bad. The grin on her face, however, could have hidden the world's biggest secret.

"Do you really think we're going to do whatever you say?" The girl chuckled to herself before reaching into the brown bag that hung loosely from he shoulder. She retrieved a metallic object and pointed it towards the stubborn blonde who was threatening to ruin her entire plan. Using her thumb, she pulled back the hammer of the gun, her aim not wavering from her target.

"Oh, I'm counting on it. For two reasons. Firstly, you know who my father is; you know what he's capable of. But what ever you think he's capable of, he can do ten times worse. Money is a powerful weapon. Much more powerful than the gun that's pointing at your head. And that leads me on to the second point, I'm sure a dumb boy band member like yourself would know it's smart to keep bullets out of your body." She lowered the firearm and replaced it into her bag. Out of sight, out of mind. "Now that that's out of the way. Let's wake James and Carlos up and we can get this concert started." She climbed up onto the stage and made her way over to James who was strapped into the same contraption as Kendall and Logan. All the boys were lying on a metal frame that was pivoted into a standing position. Leather straps were connected to the metal bars forcing each member's arms and legs in a fixed position. This girl, who now held the boys' lives in her hands, began wafting smelling crystals under the pretty boy's nose. He grunted and started awake as she wandered over to the last boy and repeated the process she did with the other boy.

"Wha-what's going on? Why can't I move?" The girl walked away, ignoring the cries and yells from the two boys. She jumped off of the stage and walked over the far corner of the room to where a large CD player sat. She powered up the device and hit the play button. The sound of a familiar Big Time Rush song echoed off of the walls. She walked back over to the front of the stage, removing her phone from her pocket and held it up to take pictures and record videos of the performance that was inevitably going to happen. The intro of the song finished and continued into the first verse but none of the boys opened their mouths to sing. Bang. A gunshot and plaster falling from the roof.

"YOU MISSED YOUR QUEUE!" screamed the girl as she held the smoking gun in her hand. She had moved so fast that neither boy had seen her whip it from the concealment of her handbag. That was a big enough hint for the boys to start singing.

After the third song came to an end, the fourth one began to start with the sound of a piano ringing throughout the room. The girl screamed and hurried onto the stage, pulling a small bar stool into the middle of the stage. She removed a small black device that resembled a remote control from inside her bra and pressed the red button situated in the middle. The metal contraptions holding the boys in place began to vibrate and jerked forward, following a track within the floor until all four boys were surrounding the crazy girl in the middle of the stage. "Oh my god! Oh my god! I've always wanted to be the Worldwide girl." she squealed with joy as the boys began to sing once again.

There was clearly something wrong with this girl. She was deranged. Kendall shot looks at all his fellow band members as they rattled out the second chorus. All of the boys looked terrified, but especially Logan. He looked like he could burst into tears at any moment. It broke Kendall's heart to see his best friend so scared. That's when Kendall made an oath to himself that he would do anything he could to get him and his friends out of this sticky situation.

Darkness. That's all that greeted Kelly's sight as she opened her eyes. She immediately began to panic. Her breathing began to quicken, she was beginning to hyperventilate. A small sense of calmness rushed over her when she heard a familiar grunt from beside her.

"Gustavo? Is that you?" that's when she realised that she was sandwiched between two objects. To her right, a cold wooden surface and her left, the warm soft body of her fellow co worker. She began shoving the body to get his attention.

"I don't want to go to school mommy. Five more minutes?"

"Gustavo, wake up!" he snorted as he was ripped from his slumber.

"Oh my god! I'm blind!" Gustavo began to wriggle and struggle against Kelly, confirming her suspicions. They were trapped in some kind of enclosed space.

"Calm down." that's when Gustavo's struggling knocked against the hard device in Kelly's jean pocket. Her blackberry. She carefully manoeuvred herself and drew it from her pocket. A harsh bright light flooded across their bodies, highlighting the dull colour of the wooden box they were trapped in. Kelly squinted as he eyes adjusted to the light, and gazed at the bright screen to be met with defeat. No signal. But at least they had some source of light.

"Where are we? And why am I freezing?"

"Well it would appear we are trapped inside a box. Do you remember anything?"

"Only that we walked into that spoilt brat's hall and then waking up in a box!"

"Okay, we need to figure out how we're going to get out of here." and both on queue they began screaming for help. What they didn't know was that their loud screams were being muffled by six foot of dirt and soil.