From Prison to Woods (Party to Prison part 2)

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Suspense

I walked up to the ever-so-lonely booth. Visiting hours. This is probably the most depressing part of my day, because it reminds me of how no one believes me. But I didnโ€™t do it. I swear I didnโ€™t. I was handed that knife. And I. Want. Out. But again, no one believes me. The whole ordeal replayed in my head. I reluctantly got on the dance floor (thanks a million Raeleigh). I heard a sharp scream. Got a bloody knife handed to me. And was arrested after a brutal interrogation. I gently touched the scars on my head.Wait- Raeleigh. Her and Harley. How could they? My sister. My best friend. Just gave me to the cops. I wonder where they are.

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This is so illegal. So, so, so illegal. But Iโ€™m doing it. And- crap. I need backup. So now, itโ€™s extra illegal. I mulled over the consequences of this. Life sentence, death row, and those two were stuck in my mind. But Iโ€™m doing this. I broke my window. 2 people across from me immediately sat up. I sccrrrrrrrraped my chair as a boost. After an uncomfortable squeeze,ย  I got through the window. It was dark. Too dark. I got against the wall and crept towards the entrance. โ€œGOTCHA!โ€ A swarm of officers and guards grabbed me. โ€œHey!โ€ I shouted. โ€œLet me go!!โ€ โ€œNO!โ€ They shouted in unison. โ€œYou.โ€ said a familiar voice. Bradley. โ€œOf course youโ€™d escape.โ€ Cuz Iโ€™m Innoc-โ€ โ€œWatch it Little Miss!โ€ I tried to wriggle out of the guards. Failed. โ€œNo. I didnโ€™t-โ€ โ€œShut up Matthews!โ€ โ€œBackatcha Vick!โ€ โ€œHey! YOU canโ€™t call me Vick!โ€ She looked offended. Yay. โ€œLet her go. Iโ€™ll handle it.โ€ The guards let me go. I calmly walked towards Vick. โ€œCโ€™mon.โ€ย 

She led me into the worst room in this place. Her office. Being sent to Vickโ€™s office, well, itโ€™s like if youโ€™re 5. You got sent to time-out. You have to sit in a chair, and be watched by the mean owner. Now imagine that.. In a high security prison. Times 3, Yeah. So, you can see why I was desperate to get outta there. So I got up. โ€œSit down.โ€ Vick said. โ€œMake me.โ€ย  So she got up and grabbed me. I got kinda mad and mighta sorta punched her. โ€œHey!...โ€ She doubled over. I saw that as my chance and took off out of the room. Vick must have pressed something, cuz suddenly, there was a loud alarm. As I ran, I noticed a random guy who also happened to escape. I pushed him into the storm of officers and took off running. When I made it to the door I stopped. I forgot. I turned around, and kicked down a door. Yes. I ran out of the prison. The only thing I could see was woods. Hundreds, is not thousands of miles. Wow.ย  I took off for the woods, scraping and shocking myself in the process.

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The woods. These woods are terrifying. Any noise could literally be your death. And I;m alone. No phone, no flashlight. Just me, myself, and a knife. Last time I checked, it was 4am. So- 5:45. Thatโ€™s what weโ€™ll call it. Escaping was near impossible. I had to fight with 5 officers and one bulky guard. Nice.ย 

I walked in a straight line. No paths, just a straight line. It was bright and sunny now. I assumed. The trees blocked out 95% of the sun, and it had been about half an hour. My legs were getting tired. My whole body was tired. I wanted to lay down, but there was no safe spot. Everything was either leaf covered (so- ticks. Yeah, no) or looked suspiciously like animal habitats. The woods were quiet. Too quiet. โ€œHello!!?โ€ I shouted. โ€œIs anyone here!?โ€ Nothing. At least, I think.ย 

There was rustling. Up ahead. I turned around. Maybe if I walked away, I could find my way out. The prison could take me in and- prison. I looked at my outfit. Still in a bright orange suit. No way I was going there. I turned around, now going towards the rustling .โ€Helloooooo!โ€ I sang. No rustling. โ€œI have a knife.โ€ I warned, without thinking. This is an animal. Probably. And Iโ€™ve never met an animal that speaks english.ย 

I kept walking, past the rustling. I walked, and walked and walked. I noticed a glistening light about 5 yards away. I ran towards it, not thinking about the chances that it was something dangerous. I picked it up anyway. Black. Square. Glass. A phone. Yes! I pressed the side. It turned on. By now, I was trying not to scream at the top of my lungs. I almost did when I saw the screen. Multiple Amber Alerts.ย 

Missing Girl- 16 years old- Police themed ford license plate: 913 cfr.ย 

No. I clicked them. Enter passcode to view Google Results. Crap. A code. 1234. No. Ummmโ€ฆ Geez. This could be anyone. I put in 0000. It worked. Someone made their code 0000, then managed to lose their phone in the woods. Wow. Just, wow. The screen flung up and multiple headlines came up. All of them had my name. Nonononononono. I began to panic. Wait- phone. I could call someone! I clicked the Phone icon. No numbers. I went to the keypad. Who would I call? Someone who would save me. Casually, I could say โ€œHi I escaped prison and am trapped in some woods.โ€ Mom would freak. Harley would freak. Or, her and Raeleigh would ignore. I thought long and hard. Geez, my life is lame.

ย So I went back to Google. Iโ€™m from Denver. Obviously. The drive- I remembered it. It was suspiciously long. I went to Maps and typed Denver, Colorado as my destination. 5 HOURS?! Oh no. No no no no NO! I looked up โ€˜where am Iโ€. Moab, Utah. Moab? What is Moab? Why Moab? Who brought me to Moab?!ย 

โ€œMoab, Utah!โ€ I said aloud. โ€œYep.โ€ A voice responded. โ€œThatโ€™s where you are.โ€ โ€œAHH!โ€ I took off running. โ€œWait!โ€ the voice said. โ€œLet me help you!!โ€ Suddenly, a hand grabbed me. โ€œAHHHH!!!โ€ I kept screaming, and suddenly, a hand with suspiciously long nail was over my mouth. โ€œShut up, and let me help you.โ€ โ€œOkay.โ€ I said. โ€œWho are you?โ€ โ€œWhoโ€™re you?โ€ โ€œI asked first.โ€ โ€œI have a knife.โ€ she said. โ€œSame.โ€ The woman pulled her knife out, and put it to my throat.

ย โ€œNow, I have a knife. You donโ€™t. I want you to do exactly as I say, when I say, or you and me will have some trouble, Missy. Now, who are you?โ€ โ€œLeianna. I-โ€ โ€œSay no more. Youโ€™re the Amber Alert Girl. Let me help you home!โ€ she said with a smile. โ€œHow do you know?โ€ I asked. โ€œI have my ways. Now, letโ€™s go this way.โ€ She turned me around. โ€œNo, no. I canโ€™t.โ€ โ€œWhy not?โ€ she asked with a smile. โ€œLook at me.โ€ โ€œOoohh.โ€ She noticed my outfit. โ€œI donโ€™t care. Cโ€™mon.โ€ โ€œNo!โ€ I began to fight. โ€œIโ€™ll get in trouble!โ€ โ€œI donโ€™t care, youโ€™re going!โ€ โ€œNo! โ€œHEY!โ€ She yanked out the knife, and once again, put it to my throat.ย 

โ€œDo as I say.โ€ โ€œOr else what?โ€ I pulled out my own knife, covered in blood already.ย  The woman looked taken aback. โ€œSo, ready to come out? Wellโ€ฆโ€ She pushed the knife closer, making a slight cut in my throat. โ€œWeโ€™ll have to fix that.โ€ She slowly sliced the knife deeper and deeper. โ€œStop!โ€ I tried to say. โ€œGive me YOUR knife then.โ€ โ€œOkay!โ€ย  I handed it to her, and she stopped cutting me. I put my hand to my neck, trying to stop the bleeding. โ€œSo watch it.โ€ she warned.ย 

We walked down the way I came. โ€œWho are you?โ€ I asked. โ€œNaiomi Blake.โ€ โ€œBlake or Blade?โ€ I mumbled. But it was NOT the time to joke. Naiomi lunged for me, just missing my arm. I took off running, and didnโ€™t notice the stick in front of me. I tumbled over, getting covered in dirt. I realised then how high my chance of sepsis was, considering the bare cuts and dirty, well, dirt.Anyway, Naiomi grabbed me, and put the knife to my arm this time. She cut about 2cm deep. The blood dripped out of me. I put a hand over my arm. โ€œNow, I warned you. Next time, itโ€™s the heart.โ€ โ€œOkay, okay! I promise.โ€ โ€œThey all say it.โ€ I went to say something, but stopped.

ย Iโ€™m not dying.ย 

Not today.

October 20, 2021 03:42

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