Escape

He woke up in a room with white walls and a television in the corner. Was that his dad on the screen? He gingerly got up and over to it. He sat on the end of the bed examining the TV screen. He saw his dad lying on what looked like a hospital bed just like the one he was sitting on with a leather strap across his stomach and his long, dark brown hair underneath him.

Where was he? He had to find him. He knew he was only twelve but he had to get his dad out of here. He had to save his dad and bring him home finally. He just wanted his dad back.

He hoped he was somewhere in this hospital. He got up feeling a little achy but determined to find his dad and get them out of here before Daniel did anything more to them. Suddenly a little fear gripped him. What if they had already done something to his dad?

He tried to shake that thought out of his head and finding his hospital room open walked out. He crept around the hospital opening all the doors trying to look for his father but he did it slowly and quietly desperate not to be caught again. He had to get his dad out of here and couldn't let anyone get in the way.

He'd walked almost the whole length of the hospital when he opened the door and saw a man lying in a bed with a strap around the stomach. His heart lifted he'd found his dad but a feeling of nerves and fear came across him. Why wasn't he awake?

Sensing someone in his room Aaron opened his eyes and looked around him. He had absolutely no memory of where he was. He got up with his head pounding and the fear building in his chest. Everything was so fuzzy and confusing. Why couldn't he remember where he was or how he got here?

He saw a twelve year old boy there with fair brown hair and brown eyes. The boy beamed when he saw him and ran up to him with his arms open wide. He tried to edge back towards the bed and away from him. Who was he and why did he look so happy to see him?

"Dad," Jack shouted running up to him.

"Dad? I'm not a dad. I'm sorry you've got the wrong person," Aaron answered frightened clutching the sheets.

"No, you're my dad. Why have you forgotten me? Dad, it's me, Jack, your son," he replied trying to stop the tears from building up.

"I'm sorry I don't know anyone by that name. I'm sorry but I really do think you've got the wrong person," he answered attempting to back further and further away.

Noticing how his father looked at him with absolutely no recognition in his eyes and kept backing away from him in fear Jack's heart ripped in two and he tried to keep the tears inside but they were threatening to bubble to the surface. His dad really couldn't remember him. His dad even appeared afraid of him.

This wasn't the dad he remembered. He looked just like him but he wasn't at all like him. It was like someone had taken over his body. Nothing scared his dad for as long as he'd been alive. What had happened to him? What had Daniel done to him?

As Daniel stepped into the room Jack's devastation turned into anger. He knew he'd done something to him and he wanted to know what. He wouldn't let him do anything more to his dad. He had to stop him from damaging his dad even more. He may not remember he was his dad but he knew he was his dad.

"What did you do to my dad?" Jack shouted pushing him away. "What did you do to him?"

Daniel smiled when he saw Aaron was positively terrified and had absolutely no recognition of his twelve year old son. It had worked. He also had no recognition of who Daniel was. "I'm sorry, Aaron, is this boy distressing you?" he asked pretending to be concerned.

"Aaron?" he answered confused.

"Yes, that's your name," Daniel smiled. "Don't you remember?"Aaron shook his head vulnerably. "Do you remember who I am?" He shook his head again vulnerably. "I'm your doctor. I'm here to help..."

"Dad, don't listen to him. He's the bad guy," Jack shouted.

Suddenly Stephen appeared behind him and grabbed both of his arms as Daniel went over to Aaron with the syringe. Jack struggled to get free but Stephen only gripped him harder as Daniel inserted the syringe into Aaron's arm.

"Now we need you all rested up for your operation tomorrow," Daniel said taking it out again.

Jack's eyes opened wide as he heard the word operation and his dad's eyes close again. He stamped on Stephen's foot knowing he needed to get his dad help. He'd clearly not been enough because when he did try to rescue him they'd been brought here and now his dad couldn't even remember.

He ran to the exit of the hospital without looking back. He had to get help and he knew it had to be Uncle Dave. He should have called him when he first found dad but he'd been so angry when he saw Daniel raping him he'd only thought about getting him off his dad. He'd probably have that memory burned on his brain and he was almost thankful his dad didn't. He didn't know what his dad would do when he remembered that and it scared him. Would his dad's memory ever come back?

Stephen was about to go after him when Daniel placed his hand on his arm and said, "Don't worry, he won't get far."

When he got out of the hospital he saw they were in the middle of the nowhere. He tried to run towards the road determined to get his father help. He knew he couldn't save his father alone. He'd already tried and failed. He was only twelve.

Suddenly he fell down a dip in the grass and though his foot hurt he tried to get back up and run for help. He had to get help for his dad. If he didn't they'd do an operation on him and he was terrified of what that was.

"Come on, Jack, you're no use to your dad here. Come on, you have to get him help. They're going to operate on dad and do something worse to him," he said frustrated trying to get up but his foot just wouldn't let him move any further and he fell back down.