Do as Will says
From Create Your Own Story
You close your eyes for a second and shake your head. You let out a long exhale before looking up at Will and smiling. "Sorry. I don't know what's wrong with me. I think I just need my bed..." You say with a chuckle. Will nods and seems to relax. You see a very rare smile spread across his face, one that almost seems nervous. "Of course ma'am. You've had a long day." You climb into the limo, carefully keeping your hands positioned on your dress to preserve your modesty.
Looking around the car, your heart skips a beat when you see two men you've never seen before looking back at you. They are dressed like Secret Service agents, right down to the shades, so you assume that they are a new part of your detail. As Will gets into the car behind you and closes the door, you press your knees together and play with the hem of your dress. "Will, is everything ok?" You ask, trying to look at the other men. For a few seconds, he sits in an uneasy silence, staring out of the window and not meeting your eyes. "Everything is fine." He says quietly, before finally turning around to look at you. "Just a precaution." He mutters, before turning to another one of the men. "Call it in." He says firmly.
"The bitch is in the kennel. I repeat, the bitch is in the kennel," says one of the men into his wrist. He has a thick accent that you don't recognize. "What is just a precaution?!" You blurt out, panic rising in your chest again. You finally look at the two other men, both of which are clearly from an ethnicity other than you. One has the olive skin of a person from the Middle East, while the other appears to be Latino. You are now certain that neither of these men work for you. "Driver! Pull over!" You shout, but as you look in the rear-view mirror of the car, you see that the man driving the car is not your usual driver. You are now absolutely certain that you've been kidnapped.
You can't help it. The lump in your throat climbs up into your mouth and escapes as a scream. You grab onto Will's leg, almost falling onto your knees. "Please, please! Get me out of here! Get me out of here!" You bawl at him, but he pushes you away and onto the floor. "Somebody shut her up!" he orders the men. Before you can get back up again, a stun gun slams into your neck. After several seconds of being shocked, you pass out on the cold floor of the limo...
After what could be hours or days, you feel consciousness slipping back into you.
You're too weak to fight back. Stay down.
| Status | ||
| Health | Barely Conscious | Condition:
Sore, but alive |
| Mental State | Frazzled | |
| Day | 0 | |
