“Well, that went easily.” She heard somebody say. They had a very high pitched voice, but it was clear they were male. She wanted to scream out loud, but someone had put a gag into her mouth.
“I told you!” Another voice answered - this time a woman’s voice. From the sound of it she was young, maybe early twenties.
“Shut up will you, I was the one who grabbed her!” said a third voice. His voice was very deep, almost a growl. How many people where there here?
“Do we need to put that rag in her mouth?” A second female said worriedly. “I know I wouldn’t want that in my mouth.”
“Dee, you know the score. She’ll scream if we move it.” The first male said back. Dee? Was that a name? She began to take track of where she was going. When she got out of here, she was going straight to the police.
She tried to remember where she was going. Left, Left, straight on for ten minutes, round a round about, another right. It was no use though. It was hard to think straight as she was so scared. Plus she hadn’t paid any attention to where she was running; she didn’t have a clue where they had picked her up.
Someone came to sit next to her, and patted her on the back.
“Don’t worry. We’re not going to hurt you.” The one she recognised as Dee whispered to her.
“Oy, get away from her you. I know what you're like.” The first female shouted.
“Shut up, Trix. You’re not the boss of me.” Dee shouted angrily. “She’s probably terrified.”
Mollie was too shocked to move. She knew she should be probably making more of a fuss, but she was actually too bewildered to do anything. About half an hour ago, she was getting married and now ... and now this! It was too unreal.
Silence covered the van – if that was even what she was in. Minutes turned into hours, and she began to loose all sense of time. She wasn't aware she had fallen asleep till the van jerked to a stop and she woke with a start.
“Dee, go out and give them the password.” The high pitched male said. She heard her get up and get out of the van. Minutes later the van moved again for about five minutes till it pulled to a stop again. She heard people climb out, and she turned her head towards the light. She moved her nose up and down in an attempt to move the blindfold but it was no use.
“Trix, grab her will you.” The male with the high voice said again. She heard her huff a little, and then she was dragged up quite roughly. She made a whimper but it was lost behind the rag. She was literally half pushed half dragged out of the van into the cold air. She hadn’t put on a jacket before she had left the house, and it was getting quite cold now. Goosebumps began to cover her arms.
“Please Trix. Be careful with her.” The second male shouted angrily. It didn’t make any difference though. She was being dragged along quite tightly, and finger nails were digging into her arms.
She was aware that they had entered a building and she was led through room after room. Finally they stopped. She was led to a chair, and then everyone left. She looked round, terrified. Were they going to kill her now?
“Hello.” Somebody said suddenly. She didn’t recognise his voice – he hadn’t been in the van.
“My name is Toby." he said softly. "This is my home. I want to make it clear now that we have no intentions of hurting you in any way. I just want to talk to you.”
Mollie’s heartbeat began to drum against her chest. They weren’t going to harm her? She didn’t believe that.
“Now, I am going to remove your blind fold and your mouth gag. Please refrain from screaming. We are in a sound proof room, in a large building which is miles from civilization. No one will hear you, but it would be highly irritating.
“Can I trust you not to scream? Just nod.”
There was nothing she could do, so she slowly nodded her head. Seconds later, she felt cold hands remove the gag that was around her mouth. She flexed her jaw, stretching it, but she didn’t speak. She didn’t dare! Then Toby lifted the mask from her face and a dark red light touched her eyes. She blinked a few times.
“I’ve got the light turned down, but it’s on a timer. It will gradually get lighter as your eyes adjust.” Toby said sitting back down. Then she got a good look at him.
He was around thirty years old, with messy blonde hair. His face was rough with dark stubble covering his jaw bone, and his eyes were so dark, it was like looking into a deep pit. She didn’t know whether he looked frightening or welcoming.
She got a chill as he stared at her. Then rage took over. How dare they take her! How dare they!
“Where am I?” She snapped. He sat back at the tone of her voice.
“I can understand you have a few questions, but please wait a while till it’s all explained-“
“No! Understand this, Toby. As you can see I am in a wedding dress. I was supposed to get married today.Then suddenly you lot decide it’s perfectly all right to drag me off the streets like I’m a stray dog, then take me off to god knows where to do god knows what! I don’t want to wait. I want to know what you want, and where I am and then I want you to get me back in that van and take me straight home!”
She gasped as she ended. Her cheeks reddened a little, as Toby just stared. He raised his eyebrow, and she almost slapped him as he smirked.
“Well ...” was all he could say. She realised the room had gotten a lot lighter, and she took in the plain room, with grey walls and one door to her right. The only furniture in the room were the two chairs they were sat on.
“I think that rant deserves an explanation.” Toby said finally.
“Good.” Mollie said back, feeling stupid.
Toby coughed, and then began. “I’m not going to tell you the area we are in. No, there’s a reason for that, don’t interrupt me. I will, however, tell you as much as a can.
“This building has different names. To some people it is just an old, unused factory, in the middle of nowhere. To others it is called Building E. But to the majority of the people here, it is called home. It has five floors above the ground, and then a further six below. There are approximately one hundred and fifty rooms all together that I know of. Most likely there are many more.
“This building was set up about, hmm, two hundred years ago I think. Its main purpose was to protect certain people from ... other certain people. This is hard to explain. As well as giving these people a home, we train them.
“There is a certain group here that work at finding others that belong here. Then they send people to go out and collect them and I’m left to explain it all. That's where you come into this. Our specialists have discovered that you fall into the ... certain group.”
Silence flooded the room. She hadn’t understood anything he had said. From what she could figure out is that she had been brought to an extremely large building, that protected people – and apparently she was one of them.
“What do you mean by certain people?” She asked.
“You would never believe me if I told you, so I think it’s best if I show you.” He said, standing up. She stood up too and stepped back. He stopped and stared at her.
“I know you have reason to be scared, but please don’t be. I promise you now, I won’t hurt you.” He whispered, gently. She relaxed a little, but she didn’t keep her eyes of him.
“This is going to look so unbelievable, so I’m going to ask you again not to scream.” He said.
What she had expected, was nothing compare to what he did.
He lifted his arm in front of him, palm facing up. Then after a second, a ball of fire appeared from thin air.
She couldn’t help it, she screamed.