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Step 2: Don't fall through the lies —Unknown
One moment I was in the car, and the other moment a man in black forcefully puts a cloth over my nose, making the drug take its effect. Yet all this time —my child, I thought of my baby in my stomach.
After it felt like years... I managed to get my consciousness back.
My eyes struggled to open, and the noise went like a buzz. Below there is such a commotion, I can tell by their silhouettes that they're highly agitated.
The heat from my body is rapidly leaching into the night air, my muscles are stiff from staying still so long but as soon as my eyes snapped open I couldn't move. Panic shot over me —my breathing accelerated.
I was chained on a chair, a chair in the middle of a massive building block. There was no soul nor a single sound was made, the people I've imagined to be here —were nowhere in sight. This realization made me panic even more.
"H-hello?" I called, biting my lips.
"Where am I?" I whispered scared.
I felt like crying at this moment.
I struggled for a few moments, looking at my stomach in a pained expression. Thank god nothing happened to the baby. I didn't have my phone nor my bag with me. I was emptied out of any equipment.
"Hello?" I called one more time, I was frightened. There was no light coming in the big garage-like storage.
A sadistic laugh made its way to my ears, my head snapped to the direction of the noise. Footsteps approached, slowly and prudent.
It sent a burning sear of fright through my clenching heart; I was afraid.
"H-hello, who is t-this?" I stuttered gulping down my dried up throat.
"Hello, dearie!" An old man came to sight, he giggled maniacally smiling at me.
Something about him did not seem right, he did not look stable. It frightened me even more. I hope Jungkook will fine me. Will he?
"How much fun did you have on the 8-hour journey?" He asked, grinning as he pointed at a man to come forth.
I can't believe they kidnapped me out of Seoul! This is so much worse than I've thought.
"P-please let me go" I whispered, my statement only made him chuckle.
His eyes formed into a crescent shape, reminding me of Jimin. I can't believe that the poor boy has been growing up under the roof of a sociopath. His wore a sats of gloves, I noticed one hand, held a tiny white container.
