You were tired, but you refused to sleep, and you have blood rolling down your arms and bruises everywhere.
You looked towards the stair case to make sure no one was there. But when you were sure no one was coming down, you sighed, then you looked down at the rope that was tied around your ankles. The rope was thick, and it was knotted together really tight around your ankles.
You looked over at the table, but it was all the way across the room, on the table was, acid, a knife and a gun, chloroform and a gag.
You sighed in defeat, so you just sat there, hoping for some miracle to happen.
Jack's POV
Where is she, it's been three days! And I looked for her at the funeral home, and I looked at the hospital, but I couldn't find her.
If she was kidnapped she probably wouldn't be at the same place that she was at last time, I mean how stupid would you have to be to do that.
....
Jane walked in my room, she said, "No luck?!"
"No."
"Kate, Angel, and I went looking for her, and we couldn't find her."
"Okay, thanks for letting me know."
Jane then walked out of my room shutting the door.
I will find her.