No Escape

"There's no escape for us." Phil and Dan are kidnapped and held for ransom in an abandoned warehouse. (Blurb in progress.) Cover created by Lady Tatertot.

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3. Operation and Relocation

Phil's POV:

The men came back, but this time, we could see their faces. The taller one was an older looking man with gray hair and hard, cold, blue eyes. The shorter one was much younger, maybe my age. He had vibrant ginger hair and hazel eyes. "What do you want now?" Dan snapped. "We came here to check up on your friend's bullet wound." Ginger said. He knelt down next to me and gently lifted up the back of my shirt. I winced.

"Oh my...." Ginger started. I turned my head, trying to see. "What? What's wrong?" Dan asked. Ginger gulped. "It's infected. Badly. I need to clean it out." He said. I gagged. "With what?" I asked. He pulled out a pocket knife. I wrenched away and backed up towards the wall. "Son, it's not necessary." Gray said. Ginger glared at him. "Look at it, dad. Then tell me it's not necessary." He said. Gray glanced at my back and his face paled. "On second thought, you'd better." Ginger yanked me onto my feet and led me out of our cell. I took one last glance at Dan before the doors closed.

Dan's POV:

I hugged my knees as I stared out into the vast darkness. I could hear Phil crying out in pain as they cleaned out his bullet wound. I cringed and hugged my knees tighter. My eyes darted around. I hate being alone. It's one of my worst fears. I scrambled to my feet as the door opened. Gray and Ginger stepped. Ginger thrust Phil in and I caught him in my arms. Then, they turned and left.

"How do you feel, Phil?" I asked, helping him sit down. He looked at me strangely. "Better, actually. It doesn't hurt as much. Why do you think they did that?" He asked. I shrugged. "Who knows why these people do anything." I muttered. Phil leaned his head against the wall. "What d'you think they'll do to us while we're here?" He asked. "Probably nothing." I said.

Four Hours Later-

I paced back and forth for the sake of something to do. Phil was curled up in a ball, fast asleep. The door creaked open and Ginger gestured for us to come with him. I woke up Phil and we headed out. "Where are we going?" He yawned. "We're relocating. I made a mistake in the call. Gave the address of our current warehouse." Ginger said quickly. I noticed a bruise on his face. "What happened?" Ginger smiled dryly at me. "My dad hates mistakes." He said.

When we reached the exit, he tied our hands behind us and put blindfolds on us too. He helped us get into the back of the car and then he drove off. "Are you scared?" Phil asked. "Yeah. Are you?" I asked. He didn't answer. I leaned my head onto his shoulder and he placed his head on mine. "There's no escape for us."

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