Without turning around, I knew it was the kidnapper, and I knew he was talking to me. The sound of his voice sent chills down my spine. Instantly, I knew that everything Chelsea had just said was true. He was never after her. He wanted me. And he had me exactly where he wanted me, and there was no way out.
Slowly, I turned around to face my predator. The sick bastard was leaning against the door to the room. He looked exactly like the picture I had given the police yesterday at the station. His shoulder length, shaggy brown hair hung limp from the sides of his face. His deep brown eyes were ice cold. He appeared detached of all emotion.
“You have to try to transport yourself out of there!” Aiden’s voice boomed through my head. I couldn’t answer.
“Jade, listen to me,” he screamed, snapping me out of the hysteria I was slipping into. “You have to try to get yourself out of there.”
“How? I’m in a cage, for Christ’s sake.”
“I don't know how, but you've gotta try,” he pleaded.
The psycho started to approach the cage. The closer he got, the tighter my heart squeezed.
“Don’t you think I would if I could?”
“Look, if you got yourself there, you must be able to get yourself out.”
No matter how much I wanted that to be true, there was simply no time to try to work out how to get myself out of there. All I could hope for was that somehow my sporadic superhuman strength or a fluke transportation would get me out of the situation.
He stopped in front of the door of the cage and tapped something he was holding against the floor. My eyes worked their way down his body, and my heart stopped when I saw what he was holding by his right leg. It was a gun. He was going to kill me. He was going to shoot me dead where I stood.
“No,” I murmured, my voice barely audible, as I slowly backed up against the bars of the cage.
Looking again, I realised that it was no ordinary gun. He was holding a tranquilliser gun.
“I think it’s a tranquilliser,” I said to Aiden.
“Shit. Just try to buy some time, try to get him…” But before Aiden could finish his sentence, the psycho lifted the gun and aimed it at me.
“No, no. Please don’t!” I begged him.
He let out a sinister laugh, then pulled the trigger back, sending a dart flying into my chest.
I looked down at the protruding dart. My mind was telling my hands to reach up and yank it out, but my body would not respond. The sedative was working too quickly, and I didn’t stand a chance of fighting back.
My head swirled as the light started fading, and I fell to the ground with a thump. Darkness engulfed me and I blacked out.
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