May's POV
He points the gun at me. My heart starts beating at an alarming rate. He stands there at gun point for two minutes before lowering the gun. "Next, time there will be blood." He puts the guns down. "Sit down!" he yells and we follow his orders. He goes off into another room, and we start talking.
"This is not happening. This is just not happening!" well Sarah's freaking out. "I mean come on. We're just kids and-" she got cut off by Ricky, thankfully.
"Okay. You need to calm down. Cause if you don't, we are going to have some serious problems." That seemed to calm her down. We sat in silence, until Mr. Larson came back. He comes close to our faces. "Here's the deal. I'm going to leave you in here, but, because I'm in a good mood, I'll untie your hands." He did that and left the room.
Our ankles were still tied, limiting our movement. We heard around six locks go off, so our chances of getting out, just became even slimmer. I immediately started looking for an air vent, sadly there was no luck.
Ricky's POV
We're trapped in a psycho's basement. This is great! There's no air vent, so there's no escape. And I'm hungry, with no way of telling when I'll eat. I could really use a burger...shut up mind. You're making it worse!
I have to think of a plan. Just any little thought to start on. Maybe we can...no...wait maybe we do...nah...maybe we just wait. Yeah we'll just wait.
Ugh waiting is boring. "Guys what are we going to do?" there is silence. Nothing but silence.