Unusual Kind

Chapter 2

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Chapter 2-Interrogation

I awoke feeling slightly groggy and dazed. I groaned. Taking a look around, I noticed that the unfamiliar room I was in was completely bare of everything. In fact, the only piece of furniture visible was the chair I was sitting on. The chair I was tied to with heavy chains to be more exact. The room was cold. The walls and floor were both made of cement. The walls were void of any windows or furnishings. There was a single metal door in front of me, but I knew it would be utterly pointless to attempt to open it. There was no handle.

I looked down at myself to see if there was any damage done to my person. My white shirt and black jeggings were a little dirty and torn from the little fight in the alleyway. Nothing hurt other than my throbbing head. I closed my eyes and envisioned the many ways the bald man would decide to kill me. Then I wondered if he would come back at all. He could just leave me to die of starvation.

In the midst of my gloomy thoughts, I heard a click from the other side of the wall. I stiffened, and I stared at the door in trepidation. And in walked no other than Mr. Baldy himself. The door shut loudly behind him along with another click. He leaned against the door, and he glared at me with than same terrible look he had given me in the alley. I shuddered and looked down at my tennis shoes. I wanted to curl up in a ball and cry, maybe scream at the unfairness of it all. How had my night of innocent shopping turned into this? I decided that I would try to die with a shred of dignity.

"Where am I?" I asked shakily.

"The only person that will asking questions is me. If I am pleased enough with your answers, maybe I will consider answering a few of my own." He leaned away from the door, and he stepped closer to me.

I gulped and leaned back as far away as I could from the towering man that was approaching me. He pulled something out of his pocket as he approached me. That is about when I started sputtering profusely. So much for trying to die with some dignity.

I only caught bits and pieces of what I was saying. I was speaking faster than I could comprehend the words. "Please don't kill me . . . . I'm too young to die . . . . I will tell you anything you want . . . ." I vaguely realized I was shaking.

Nothing I said was slowing him down. He didn't even hesitate for a second, and he ignored my blubbering and walked behind me. I realized he was only releasing me from my bonds. He unlocked the chains wrapped around my wrist with a key. As soon as I was released I moved as fast as possible to the far-back left corner. As far away from him as I could. I slid down the wall slowly and gripped my knees to my chest tightly. I squeezed my eyes and placed my head on my kneecaps. I took deep breaths hoping to calm myself enough to think clearly. Breaths I didn't need. I still acted more like a human than a vampire even after these many months. I didn't even know that much about vampires at all.

Now that I was free I had a chance to escape, a chance to run far far away from wherever I was. How could I open that door though? Perhaps Baldy had something on him? Glancing at Baldy again I knew there was absolutely no chance I could beat him in a fight to get whatever materials he had on him. He had the advantage he had recently fed on human blood, straight from the source, while I on the other hand hadn't even had a taste in several days. One of the many reasons, my head hadn't healed completely. Then again I do not know how long I had been out.

"I asked you a question," Baldy growled.

I had been too absorbed in my thoughts to notice that he had been asking me questions. I lifted my head off my knees and looked up at him. Red locks of my hair blocked my vision until I moved them back with my left hand. "What?" I croaked as I placed my arm back in its previous place.