7 ABDUCTED

As the SUV stopped in front of me. I moved aside standing like six feet away from it. At least someone should come out and say something or did it drive itself. I didnt know what or who to expect so I decided to keep moving... I went left it went with me and I stopped. I went right and it went with me. I can't see anything or anyone inside since it's glasses are tinted. I just knew this car is for me. I've seen this car somewhere but where? So i stopped moving what if the people in the house has noticed my absence? The word 'abduction' kept ringing in my head as I passed out. I passed out and had another dream.

I went to a building site. In front of the uncompleted building stood a man and his daughter. She wore a nice white gown that stopped about four inches above her knees and had her hair tied up into an afro bun. I don't know what the discussion is about. No worker was seen working. She stared at her very handsome father with a smirk as she asked "...but dad what if Uncle Christian isn't who you think he is?"

"Do you trust me?" the father asked still concentrating on the building like he was referring to it.

"This isn't about trust dad, I dont like Uncle Christian. Mom left home fourteen years ago. He never called to know how you and I are holding on and now he's being generous and kind. Checking up on you and he tends to know everything about us." "Dinma regardless you should trust him he's your uncle..."

Dinma was going to saying "but dad..."

"I know. I know. you're a grown woman but it doesn't matter because to me you'll always be a ch..."

he was cut short by the sound of guns being shot

Bang!

Bang!!

Bang!!!

I heard gunshots as I turned around to see two hooded men. on black with heavy guns. They passed through me as I tried to dodge. 'oh they can't see me?'

Dinma had already bent down dragging her father down with her in confusion just to see the hooded men take hold of Dinma's hands. She struggled and kicked "leave me alone!" she said as one of the hooded men released her right hand and he hit her on the head as she fell on the floor and went still. Her dad ran towards her trying to save her but the other man shot him on the right leg. He screamed in pain trying so hard to move but as he got close to his daughter the man shot him on the same leg again and he passed out. The pretty girl was carried with care and I followed them to find a black SUV. Uncle Christian came out of the car to take her from them... "The hell happened to her head!" he yelled with bloodshot eyes. "Boss we are sorry" she struggled too much". He eyed them. "You're very stupid! I said no bloodshed!" he yelled again. He dropped her in the car slowly and with care and turned around to face the other two. "where's her father?" he said calmly "properly injured" When of them replied. Mr Christian was so shocked as he stared at them wide eyed "You morons, you shot my brother in-law? are you mad? is that what I pay you for?" they couldn't reply... "we are so..." "SHUT UP!"... He turned around at the sound of a moan and regret could be seen written all over his face. He turned around and gave his orders before leaving in the car with Dinma.

The two hooded men changed into a different attire. They look quite different from the blood tasty humans I just saw now. They look decent... I had to watch them change. 'ewww... like how can ones dick perch on his balls like that' I thought to myself. 'nice underwear though.' They ran back as they rushed Dinma's father to the hospital.

I woke up in my room. It's 6:30am. I thought I was outside and away from this place. How did I get here? Today the weather isn't sunny. just cloudy and cold. It's still too early for the sun to unleash itself on us I guess.

I wanted to cry but I decided i want answers. Tears won't give me answers so I showered and wore a Jean trouser and a red crop top... I combed my hair again and tied it up neatly. I brought out a small coffee brown boots from the wardrobe and kept it by the side just in case. I locked the door and walked with the dunlop I wear in-house.

I went downstairs.

I walked into the kitchen...I noticed the burglary that was added to the door and a very big padlock used to keep it locked. I felt disappointed but didn't look at it much. My memories are coming back slowly. I just want to see if I look anything like Dinma.

I saw my breakfast neatly kept on the dinning table. T-bone steak and fries. I took away the cover, exposing the meal to fresh air. I touched the steak with my index finger and tasted it. 'mmm...spicy and tasty'. I sat and ate quietly after which I washed the plate and dropped it neatly and quietly on the plate rack. I looked at the drugs in transparent chemist bag. I examined everyone of them but couldn't make flushedanything out of them. I decided I won't take them. I them in the sink and washed my hands neatly.

Before leaving the kitchen I saw a sticky note and I wrote on it "I need a Mirror " and I stuck it to the fridge. I took a very sharp knife and a small pin I saw on the post-in board and walked back to my room. I put the knife and pin in the boot and kept it back in the wardrobe. The urge to look at my face on the knife was strong but I took the idea off my head. I want a mirror.

I laid on the bed and slept off.

I woke up as someone knocked strongly on the door.

'who the hell knocked?'

This is the first or maybe the first I can remember. Still in my thoughts I heard the knock again...