So, I left you when we were in the trunk of a very tiny car. While riding in the trunk, we discussed our plans. "I think when we get out, we should try hitting them over the head with something," Sean suggested. "Like what," we all asked. " IDK." And yes, he really did say IDK.
We were all sitting there, actually laying there, when we heard, "I can help you under one condition." What!?" we all shouted at once. "You help me find George Clooney." It was Cullen!!!
So, Cullen had been kidnapped too. Strange, if he hadn't managed to escape himself, how was he going to help us escape? I don't think we were going to end up finding George Clooney anway.
"This guys picked me up one afternoon. They claimed to have Fender and Epi. Liars, the both of them!" shouted Cullen. "Shut-up!" demanded the two men. "You'll never take me alive coppers, never!" That was Chases. He was getting delusional. "Yeah, whatever," said Olivia. She was kinda moody today. Of course, who wouldn't be.
So, here's the predicament. Cullen's gonna help us, but we have to help him find George Clooney afterwards. (I don't think he realizes this, but he's in France!) Sean was trying to figure out how to K.O. those two guys, Chase was being weird(well, weirder), and Olivia was in a bad mood. Then there was me. There are no words to describe what I was thinking, mainly because I wasn't thinking anyway. But, we would win this battle. Eventually.
Sunday, November 4, 2007
Friday, October 12, 2007
Friday, October 12th
After Chase said that, I thought it was all over. Luckily, I still had my other shoe. I tend to buy them in pairs. Anyway, this was my last chance. This small glimmer of hope that maybe I could aim it in the right direction again and give someone a nice blow to the head. Hopefully Chase.
I slid my shoe off using my other foot, which was half frozen by then. I put it onto my right foot and tried to get it balanced. Mustering all the strenght within me, i catapulted it towards them. I waited in anticipation for some kind of response. Then, Olivia said, "Okay. Who just hit me in the back of the head. And if you're hands are untied, why haven't you gotten us out yet?" Both Sean and Chase replied," It wasn't me," simultaneously. " Well, maybe someone's in here with us," Olivia told the others. "HELLO!?!!"
I tried to figure out a way to respond, but before I could, the kidnappers entered the arena. They grabbed me up, clenching my arms. Then, they gathered the others. They took off our blindfolds and put us into the trunk of a car together.
"Kaitlyn, you're the one who was hitting us on the head," Sean pointed out. I was regaining my voice and replied, "Yea, took ya long enough to figure it out."
Now, we were on our way to another destination. I wish I could have seen the faces of the kidnappers, but they were wearing ski masks. What could they possibly want us for? We hadn't done anything, or had we?
I slid my shoe off using my other foot, which was half frozen by then. I put it onto my right foot and tried to get it balanced. Mustering all the strenght within me, i catapulted it towards them. I waited in anticipation for some kind of response. Then, Olivia said, "Okay. Who just hit me in the back of the head. And if you're hands are untied, why haven't you gotten us out yet?" Both Sean and Chase replied," It wasn't me," simultaneously. " Well, maybe someone's in here with us," Olivia told the others. "HELLO!?!!"
I tried to figure out a way to respond, but before I could, the kidnappers entered the arena. They grabbed me up, clenching my arms. Then, they gathered the others. They took off our blindfolds and put us into the trunk of a car together.
"Kaitlyn, you're the one who was hitting us on the head," Sean pointed out. I was regaining my voice and replied, "Yea, took ya long enough to figure it out."
Now, we were on our way to another destination. I wish I could have seen the faces of the kidnappers, but they were wearing ski masks. What could they possibly want us for? We hadn't done anything, or had we?
Monday, October 1, 2007
Monday, October 1st
So, the scenario I left you in is when we were all tied up together on the ice. It took me approximately 65 minutes to get the others to notice me. After I realized I couldn't yell, I knew I would have to find something to propell at them, but what?
Like an idiot, I laid there for an hour. Then, I realized I could take off my shoe using my foot and fling it at the others, given they aren't too far down the ice. It took 7 tries to get my shoe off. It was a bad day for me not to wear socks. As soon as my foot touched the ice, it was stuck there.
I miraculously balanced the shoe on the end of my foot. Gathering the little strenght left in me, I threw the shoe with my foot as far as I possibly could. Those 3 seconds were the longest in my life. Would it hit one of them? Did I overestimate their distance? Underestimate?
To my joy, I heard Sean remark that something had hit him in the head. "That's odd," Olivia pointed out. "I know this sounds weird, but it felt like a shoe," explained Sean.
Yes! Maybe they would figure it out. Realize someone was being held captive with them. Then, Chase went and said this.
"Well, we've been stuck in here for days. I keep imagining that the ice tastes like a junior whopper. Who knows, it could be a figment of your imagination."
YOU MORON!
Like an idiot, I laid there for an hour. Then, I realized I could take off my shoe using my foot and fling it at the others, given they aren't too far down the ice. It took 7 tries to get my shoe off. It was a bad day for me not to wear socks. As soon as my foot touched the ice, it was stuck there.
I miraculously balanced the shoe on the end of my foot. Gathering the little strenght left in me, I threw the shoe with my foot as far as I possibly could. Those 3 seconds were the longest in my life. Would it hit one of them? Did I overestimate their distance? Underestimate?
To my joy, I heard Sean remark that something had hit him in the head. "That's odd," Olivia pointed out. "I know this sounds weird, but it felt like a shoe," explained Sean.
Yes! Maybe they would figure it out. Realize someone was being held captive with them. Then, Chase went and said this.
"Well, we've been stuck in here for days. I keep imagining that the ice tastes like a junior whopper. Who knows, it could be a figment of your imagination."
YOU MORON!
Monday, September 24, 2007
Monday, September 24th
I couldn't see a thing. It was cold, my hands sweaty and clammy. Indeed, Chase was right when he said they were being taken to the Sommet Center. Unfortunately, he couldn't have forseen what was to happen next.
They're currently preparing for hockey season, the Predators deciding to stay in town. This made the temperature in the arena about 56 degrees. As soon as I stepped into the center, I was hit over the head with a hockey stick. I awoke on the ice. I could tell this because my backside was half frozen.
I layed there for about 15 minutes, thinking I was alone all along. Then, I heard the faint murmur of voices. It was Olivia! I would recognize that voice anywhere. Sean gave a reply to her question. I realized they had stuck all of us on the ice together. Nothing would be happening at the center anytime soon, therefore, it was perfect timing. Not for us, of course.
I made an attempt to yell to the others, to let them know someone was with them. But as I forced the air out of my lungs, I realized there was no sound coming out. I tried to move, but I couldn't feel half my body. How long had I been here? More importantly, how much longer would we survive?
They're currently preparing for hockey season, the Predators deciding to stay in town. This made the temperature in the arena about 56 degrees. As soon as I stepped into the center, I was hit over the head with a hockey stick. I awoke on the ice. I could tell this because my backside was half frozen.
I layed there for about 15 minutes, thinking I was alone all along. Then, I heard the faint murmur of voices. It was Olivia! I would recognize that voice anywhere. Sean gave a reply to her question. I realized they had stuck all of us on the ice together. Nothing would be happening at the center anytime soon, therefore, it was perfect timing. Not for us, of course.
I made an attempt to yell to the others, to let them know someone was with them. But as I forced the air out of my lungs, I realized there was no sound coming out. I tried to move, but I couldn't feel half my body. How long had I been here? More importantly, how much longer would we survive?
Sunday, September 23, 2007
Sunday, September 23rd
It was the perfect fall day. I had just come back from town, when I saw I had missed a call from my friend, Chase. He, Olivia, and Sean had all been taken hostage. They didn't know where they were going, but he thought they could be headed for the Sommet Center. He had panic in his voice as he said, " The man has blind-folded us and put us in a trunk. We have felt around for an emergency escape pull, but there is none. The man had an accent, where he's from, I'm unsure of. I heard him mention the Sommet Center and figure that is our final destination." Then, there was silence. The next three minutes were a blur to me. Calling 911 then jumping into my car. I had no idea what I was doing. All I knew was I had to reach the Sommet Center before things really got out of hand.
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