Mona: Date: Unknown. Place: Unknown.
My head pounded as my mind slowly swam its way back into consciousnesses.
Where am I? I thought to myself.
Darkness surrounded me- alerting me to the fact that I still had my eyes closed.
But did I want to open them? Did I want to know where I was?
I could remember everything that had happened.
I was kidnapped.
My chest seized with fear and I held my breath.
Was my kidnapper here? Was he next to me?
I barely opened my eyes in an attempt to take in my surroundings.
Black.
That's all I saw. I saw black. No shadows. No outlines like I would in the dark. Just black. I saw nothing.
Confused, I sat up right and widened my eyes.
Still, there was nothing.
Am I blind? I thought in fear.
"H-hello?" I called out weakly. My voice was raspy, almost as though I hadn't used it in weeks.
"Don't speak." A voice to my left hushed me.
I looked around, but there wasn't a sign of the voice.
Was it a boy or girl? Was it my kidnapper?
"Who are you?" I asked the dark lamely.
There was a pause and a shift of body weight on a hard surface.
"I'm Kaila." she answered. A girl.
"What do you want?" I asked quietly, moving away from her voice.
"Nothing. I don't want anything except to get out of here alive." Kaila responded.
I squinted through the black veil of my vision. Still nothing.
I closed my eyes and took in a deep and shaky breath. "May I ask you something, Kaila?"
"Quietly."
I nodded and asked in a such a hushed whisper that I wasn't sure I was even making any sound. "Do you see any light?"
I waited for what seemed like very long minutes, though her answer only came in a few short seconds.
"No."
I let out a relieved sigh. "Ok. So I'm not blind?"
"No."
I nodded, though I knew she couldn't see me.
It was then that I felt something brush across the top of my hand- causing me to jump and throw myself away from it with a gasp.
My body collided into another's with a loud smack.
A girl cried out in pain and moved away from me, though she didn't need to. I was already back-crawling away from her. However, my hand crunched down on four fingers- possibly toes as I moved away, causing another girlish cry of pain.
Panicking now, I stopped moving and began to cry as quietly as possible.
"Kaila..." I whispered into the dark between my sobs.
"Yeah?" her voice sounded calm.
"How m-many- how many people are down here?" I hiccuped.
She didn't answer right away. She seemed to be thinking.
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The Intentions
Mystery / Thriller17 year old, Mona Symone has turned up missing. Her family and friends have no idea what could have happened to her. But Mona knows. After being abducted not too far from her home, Mona finds herself trying to escape her kidnapper- with 4 other girl...