I opened my eyes and couldn't see anything. I could feel that I was in a small space, and the sound of music and wind were blaring in my ears. After a minute of thinking, I was able to conclude that I was in a trunk of a car. My eyes slowly adjusted to the low lighting and I could see a few things. My arms and legs were tied with rope and I could feel my bag near my foot.
I wasn't even angry or scared, to be honest. I felt more annoyed than anything. My eyes closed and I tried to focus on the rope on my wrists. They were behind my back, so I couldn't see the knot and that was an issue. I tried rotating my wrists to loosen the rope, but it was to no avail. I stopped trying to get rid of the rope on my wrists and rolled my body so I could kick the back of the car where the tail lights would be. After one kick, the car stopped and I froze.
The music stopped and a door slammed shut. I turned my body back to its original position and closed my eyes. The trunk opened and laughter filled the air.
"Don't even try acting gorgeous," someone chuckled. He grabbed me and my eyes flew open. In front of me was Shane. "Remember me?"
"You're gonna wish I didn't remember you," I growled.
"You're cute when you're mad," he laughed. I glared at him and imagined that I was punching him in the face. To my dismay, my arms were bound and I couldn't give him the black eye he deserved.
"If i'm cute now, I'll be adorable when I am punching you," I seethed. The people behind him started to laugh a little bit and Shane joined them. Shane grabbed me and put me in the backseat, and then seconds later, two of his partners had gotten in and sandwiched me in the middle seat. Shane got in the drivers seat and then another person got into the passenger seat. He started the car again and continue driving down the road, taking random turns. 30 minutes later we reached an abandoned gray building. I was pulled out of the car and dragged inside.
"How much longer until the initiation?" someone asked. I was put in a room and the door was locked.
"It doesn't matter. Pass or fail, he dies."
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