The Cabin in the Woods

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  • Published: 13 May 2017
  • Updated: 7 Jun 2017
  • Status: Complete
Privington, Ashville not only holds the most interesting records of criminals, but it also is the home to the three young detectives; Marty, Wesley, and Jackie. After closing down yet another stolen goods operation, the trio is called upon to take on another task. However, this time it's different, and later on known to be extremely dangerous.

Chief Blanton, of the Privington Police Department, has given the young sleuths the task of finding his son, who has disappeared. Of course they accept, not knowing exactly what they were getting themselves into. When Jackie gets kidnapped, will the trio decide to back off or will they fight on? Will they find the chief's son, or will they fail?

Read on to dive deeper into this mystery.


27. Chapter 27 - (Jackie's P.O.V)

I don't know how long it's been since Nathan had put me in here, but it sure feels like an eternity. I've been silent the whole time and hadn't moved from my position. The shivering of not being cold but scared has slowly subsided, leaving only the pain left to be felt. I was truly surprised that nothing was broken yet, or that Nathan hadn't gone as far as to break anything. Maybe even he had his limits. I mentally laughed. Ha. Sure. And I didn't feel it when Nathan struck me.


I didn't know what I was going to do, if I was even capable of doing anything. I wanted to help Marty and Wesley escape, I wanted to find Frank, and I wanted to be home again. But most of all I wanted to put Nathan and his crew away in jail for a long time and leave this place, never returning. Sometimes you don't get what you want though, so I couldn't get my hopes up.

Looking around at my surroundings I saw a shelf piled high with varied objects; from paper to hand tools, light bulbs to battered books. On my left there was another, smaller window that permitted me to see what Nathan and the others were doing. I might be able to squeeze through it if I really wanted to, but ending up in Nathan's hands isn't exactly ideal. The other window, the one placed into the wall to my back, would easily allow me to slip through. Instead of ending up somewhere else in the house I would be placed right outside onto the property surrounding the building. Even if I did end up reaching it somehow, I'd still need to open it and then crawl out. That's where it would come in handy to have someone help me. I didn't have someone to do that, but I did have some supplies in the room that could get me started.


Standing up I walked over to the shelf and collected as many books as I could into my hands.


(Marty's P.O.V)

Now everyone was out of the room. We were taking a quick moment to stretch our aching muscles, inhaling in the cool morning air. Now to find Jackie.


With a silent nod of my head as to say 'follow me', I began heading left, away from the front of the house. When I spotted a window I crouched down to see inside. I spotted Nathan and the four others speaking with each other, while others worked on computers that had trays on one side, holding large sums of coloured paper. With a closer look I could be certain but just squinting showed me that the paper was made out to be fifty dollar bills. And then there were the computers with an image plastered on their screens.


"Do you see anything?" Wesley questioned.


I rose so that I wouldn't be seen by the men, and turned to face Frank and Wesley.


"They're creating counterfeit bills. I saw Nathan with the four others who brought us to that room, but there's no sign of Jackie. She's probably being kept somewhere else in the house," I explained.


Frank was a bit confused. "I realize you've mentioned her before, but who is Jackie? What's she got to do with all of this?"


"She's our friend. Just this morning, earlier, some of these guys came to our house looking for something," Wesley clarified.


I frowned, recalling what had happened. I looked at Wesley and then Frank and continued. "She was sleeping in the living room and they found her. They took her."


Frank looked at me apologetically. "Is she the one who called for you when Nathan brought you to that room?"


I nodded my head. "Nathan told me to go and I didn't let go of Jackie, taking her in with me. Not even before I passed the frame had she been taken from me." I shook my head, and said in quieter tones, "Because of me she's getting hurt."


"It's not your fault," Wesley insisted. "You're not the one inflicting pain upon her. Nathan is."


I clenched my fists at that. He was the one hurting her, and I only hoped I could do worse than break his nose. Wesley offered me a small smile and I returned one.


"Don't worry," Frank piped up. "We'll find her."


We continued moving along the outside of the cabin, searching for another window or doorway that would let us inside. As we rounded the corner I spotted a window and went over to see what was visible. Just before I reached it, I heard a soft pounding noise from ahead. Yet another window. It sounded as though someone was trying to break through, or open it. I skipped the first opening and went over to investigate the second one. My heart skipped a beat when I saw the source of the noise.


"Jackie!" I said with excitement.


(Jackie's P.O.V)

I jumped with joy. "Marty!"

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