The Freak Show

The story is about a man that is abducted one night after work. He is supposed to be part of a show where unspeakable things happen. Throughout the story he is thriving to survive and finally get rid of his abductor. Can he make it out of this alive?


7. The Girl With Fiery Hair

     Still not opening my eyes, I kicked the covers off and sat up. When I opened my eyes I saw a clean pair of clothes lying on the edge of the bed. Still feeling groggy, I stood up and started to change into the nice, soft, and comfortable clothes. Halfway through getting dressed, I noticed that someone was still pounding on the door.

     "One minute. I will be right there. I just need to finish getting dressed." I yelled out to whoever was the one knocking on the door. At that, the knocking ceased. I continued to finish getting dressed. Once I was done getting dressed, I walked over to the door and opened it up, revealing a very impatient looking Angela. I could not help myself but to  jump in surprise. I remembered the dream that I had last night, where Angela was chasing me.

     "Did I do something to startle you?" Angela asked, now with a surprised expression on her face.

     "Oh, no, you didn't do anything. I am just a little unnerved right now, thats all." I said trying hard not to give away what I thought about Angela.

     "Anyways. I was sent to come and get you so that you can eat breakfast before going home."

     "Ok, that sounds great." I said noticing how hungry I was. I stepped out of the bedroom, and we started making our way to our destination. When we finally got to the eating platform, my stomach sounded like a dog growling at a cat. I looked around the platform. The platform was ginormous. it was at least as big as a baseball field. This warehouse really is HUGE. There were several different stands serving all different things. There was a cart that sold all kinds of candy, there was a cart that sold hotdogs, burgers, and fries, and there was also a stand that had smoothies.

     Since it was breakfast time, I walked over to a stand that was selling pancakes. The person at the cash register was a young woman. What really stood out about her was her flaming red hair. She was wearing her hair down, and it went down to her shoulders. I looked at her name tag which read: Sandy 

     "Hello sir. how may I help you?" Sandy asked me.

     "Hello. I will take three pancakes please."

     "That will be three dollars please." Sandy said to me, while punching a few buttons on the cash register. I went to grab my wallet, to find that I did not have it with me. I must have left it in my other pants.

     "Oh crap. I left my wallet in my other pair of pants." I said exasperated.

     "Don't worry about it. I will take care of that." Angela said to me. "Why don't you go and sit down at one of the tables."

     Feeling grateful I said, "Thank you very much." Then, I started to walk over to one of the tables. I sat down and waited. After a couple of minutes I started to get impatient.

     "Where the heck is she? I am starving." Then, there was the sound of dozens of people screaming. Wondering what could be causing such pandemonium, I looked over to where the sound was coming from. I noticed that it was coming from around the pancake stand. I immediately stood and started to running. When I got there, what I saw was absolutely unexpected. Angela was fighting hand to hand combat with Sandy.

     "WHAT THE HECK?" I had figured that Angela was an assassin or something like one, but this is just weird. My mind was hurting from trying to figure out what was going on. Angela and Sandy were going all over the place. One second Sandy is swinging a kick at Angela on one side of the platform, and the next second, Angela had Sandy in a headlock on the other side of the platform.

     They were fighting fiercely. They reminded me of a couple of wolves fighting for territory. I had never seen anyone fight that wildly. Not even in movies. Then, Sandy started to bring the fight closer to me. Not knowing what she was planning to do I was petrified. Finally, when Sandy got  close enough, she lunged at me. Before Sandy could touch me, Angela grabbed Sandy by the leg and started to drag her away from me. Wait. That must mean that Sandy is the assassin, not Angela.

     Then, I saw a flash of silver. "What the....?" I started to say, which was interrupted by a gasped that escaped from my gaping mouth. Sandy had a silver dagger in her hand, and Angela was holding Sandy's hand away from her. Sandy's face was starting to get red from the effort of trying to fight Angela. Angela was too strong for Sandy. She must have finally noticed that she was not going to beat Angela with her strength, because she pulled he dagger back to her.

     The minute Sandy pulled her hand back, Angela stepped back, not knowing what to expect next. Sandy and Angela started to circle around. Watching for any slight movement, that would give away their opponent's next move. They kept circling each other. The people that hadn't run away,, were looking from Angela to Sandy, and back again. They were anticipating what was going to happen next.

     Finally one of them dared to move. It was Sandy. She swiftly closed the distance between Angela and her, slashing out with her dagger. Then there was a gasp that came out of everyone's mouth. She killed her.

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