We were gathered in church getting ready for the show that my little brother's class were putting on for us. Me and my mum were there like half an hour earlier because, lets be real, my mum is so unorganized that she had to come early. I was wearing this: http://www.polyvore.com/lolala/set?id=114044737 (external link)
I was sat on the second row from the back waiting and watching everyone trying to get ready for the performance. My brother was 8 years old and was Grinch, they were putting on that play seeing as though it was quite close to Christmas. I was quite bored, you know, being a 16 year old girl sat in the middle of church on her own watching 30 year olds get ready for some 8 year olds' performances.
I started playing on my phone, ignoring the world around me.
I was on twitter and alot of people were tweeting about a group of cereal killers going around the area where I lived. It said they were being chased by the police and to stay inside. Well I guess that's not working for us...
I wasn't scared for myself, I have never been afraid of dying, but I was scared for my family. Family comes first to me... They are one of the only things I am scared of... My family being hurt...
The show just finished and I think I am the only one around my age here. The kids have just gone off stage and now the main characters (The Grinch -my brother-, Cindy Loo Who and more) were doing their big bow, then suddenly, I heard a loud bang from behind us when the giant doors opened.
I turned and saw 3 guys, that looked about my age, wearing all black and ski masks.
Did they really go all out for this performance, I can't believe they even got some people to pretend to ruin it. Wait... why would the do that?
The 3 boys had guns that looked pretty real, and were aiming at us, one at one side of the small audience, one to my side of the audience, and one at all of the teachers.
Then two more came from the front of the stage, one from either side.
"Everyone get down or we'll shoot!" I heard one of them shout, and this didn't sound like a joke any more... We all put our hands up in the air and kneeled down on the floor in front of our chairs.
The kids at the front were now crying and the two boys stood behind them, holding the guns to their heads... Are they really that heartless and cruel?
Well, they must be the killers that are going around.
If they are, we better hope for a miracle from what I have heard.
"You can not do this, especially not in a church!" I hear and saw a priest walk down the isle in between the audience.
"I'm sorry, but we can do what we want." The tallest one said, "Now get on the floor before we kill everyone in here." With that the priest bent down to floor like he was told.
"Now, you will all do as we say... We're going to play a game, every 15 minuets, we will let one of you go, until we get to the last 1, then that person will have to come with us, as our hostage, or if you don't agree, we will just kill everyone in here." The one who was pointing his gun at my side explained.
We all nodded signaling that we agreed. As long as my brother is okay, I am, him and my mum are my only priority right now.
"So, Skip, would you like to pick the first person that will be able to leave. Of course we wont let you leave straight away, who knows what you would do, so you will be put in the other room until we have found our victim."
"Okay then, seeing as though it's 12 oclock, lets start... I will go with you first." He points at an old man, then took him by the arm to another room.
Okay, so maybe this was getting a little too serious. I, little Riley Nowi, was in the same room as not 1, but 5 murderers. Oh Dear Lord Help Me Now...
It was worth a try, we are in a church...