Postby KP Presents » Fri Sep 07, 2012 5:23 am
Sunday Evening
“Now where on earth can Chloe and Natalie have got to,” Veronica said as she put her plate down on the table. She looked round the room at everyone who was present - Anne had excused herself a few minutes earlier, and Alexa had gone to fetch something from the room she was sharing with Joanne.
“They’re probably rummaging around upstairs, or gone to their bed,” Dorothy said as she sat back on the chair and sipped her glass of wine. “Don’t worry about them, Veronica - I’m sure we’ll see them hale and hearty in the morning.”
“I’ll put some food away, just in case they want it later,” Suzanne said as she moved some of the leftovers onto two platters, and picked them up in her hands. Walking to the door, she waited as Anne opened it, saying “Thanks” as she left the room and started to walk towards the kitchen.
Arriving in the large room, she put the two platters down on the heavy wooden table before opening the refrigerator door. She looked at the shelves, moving some stuff to the side to accommodate the leftover food, but before she could do anything else a gloved hand clamped itself over her mouth, and she felt herself been pulled backwards towards the centre of the room.
“Whtsggnnnggn,” she mumbled as she tried to look over her shoulder, but there was no reply, no response as her eyes started to get heavy. She was dimly aware of the hand been removed, and her arms been pulled behind her back, but something in the cloth that had been placed over her mouth was clouding her sight, and her senses.
“Ngggg,” was all she could say as she felt something been pushed into her mouth, and then her body was lifted up....
A few minutes later, Cindy stood up. “I’m going to get another drink,” she said, “Does anyone else want one?”
“I’ll have a Mountain Dew if there’s one there,” Alexa said as she walked into the room.
“That’ll keep you awake,” Coral said as Alexa sat herself next to her and Andrea. “That’s the general idea,” Alexa replied as she winked at Joanne, her blush evident as she chose not to reply.
Cindy left the room, shaking her head a she walked to the kitchen. As she came in, she saw the fridge door open and the two platters on the table. “Aunt Joanne,” she called out, but getting no reply she retrieved two bottles from the fridge and put the platters in, closing it behind her.
“Has Aunt Joanne been back in, Mum,” Cindy said as she came back into the front room.
“Mmmm - no, she hasn’t,” Dorothy said as she looked up. “That’s not like her.” She stood up, brushed some crumbs off her jeans, and said “I’ll see if she’s gone upstairs” as she headed for the door.
“I’ll help as well,” Amy said as she followed her out, “I want to get changed anyway.” The two women walked out of the room as Jannifer stretched her arms.
“Well,” she said as she finally stood up, “I’m off to bed. See you all in the morning.”
“I’ll be up in a little while,” Alice said as she watched her friend pad out of the room and head up the stairs.
“That’s strange,” Veronica said as she looked in Suzanne’s room, “She’s not here either. No sign of the others, either.”
“I’ll check in the girl’s room,” Amy said as she walked down the corridor, leaving Dorothy to look in the room again. As she did so, she heard a sound, and looking outside the door she saw a figure ducking into another door at the end of the corridor.
“Anne, is that you,” she said, but there was no reply. Walking towards the door, she opened it and saw a set of stairs leading up. “Anne, if this is one of your games,” she said as she headed up, finding another door half closed at the top of the stairs. As she stood there, she thought she could hear some noises from inside.
“Anne,” she said quietly as she put her hand on the handle, opening the door and peering inside. Her eyes opened wide as she saw the two trussed and blindfolded girls on the bed, and even more so as she saw her sister in law sitting on the floor. Suzanne had her wrists and arms tightly bound to her body with rope, and her knees drawn right up to her chest as coils had been passed round her chest and under her legs. Thos legs had also been frog tied, and her head was encased in a black balaclava, with only holes for her nose in the material
“What the hell,” Dorothy said before she was pulled into the room, the door closing behind her.
Jannifer walked into the bedroom from the bathroom, towelling her hair off as she looked at the clock display showing the time at eleven o’clock. “Wonder how much longer Alice is going to be,” she said to herself as she slipped on her Disney nightgown, picked up her book and started to read it.
After a few minutes, she heard the door opening and closing again. “You tired as well,” she said to herself as she looked up, only to lower the book slowly as she looked at the woman clad in black that was standing in front of her.
“Err, Anne?” Jannifer said quietly, but the woman said nothing. Instead, she held up several coils of rope and a black balaclava, a smile on her lips as she did so. “All right, I’ll play along.” She finally said as she stood up and turned, putting her hands behind her back, “Guess I won’t get an early night tonight either.” She looked over her shoulders as the woman took a length of the rope in her gloved hands and tightly bound her wrists together, making sure she cinched the lengths between her wrists as well.
Jannifer watched as she took a small roll of white tape from her pocket, and started to tape her fingers together. “So is this an escape challenge,” she said, but her binder said nothing in reply, concentrating on ensuring she could not move her fingers and hands before she held a white cloth in front of Jannifer’s mouth.
As Alice climbed the staircase, she yawned, wondering if Jannifer was still awake. As she reached the top of the stairs, however, she stopped as she caught a glimpse of a black clad figure leaving her bedroom, and Jannifer over her shoulder. She blinked for a moment, and looked again, but the figure had disappeared. Running to the room, however, she saw the covers on Jannifer’s bed turned back, and her book on the bed. Turning, she made her way back downstairs, and burst into the room.
“Someone just took Jannifer,” she said as she looked at the others assembled there - everyone except Anne and Veronica.
“Took Jannifer?” Cindy sat up from the couch she had been lying on. “What do you mean took her?”
“Just that - I saw this person clad in black leaving our room, with Jannifer over her shoulder, and then she just disappeared.”
Amy looked at Coral for a moment. “Hang on,” she said slowly, “First all the adults get bound and gagged during the night, and now you say someone’s taken Jannifer? Who else has disappeared?”
Coral started to tick off names on her hands. “Chloe... Natalie... Suzanne... Dorothy never came back... And now you say Jannifer has gone?”
“Gone where,” Anne said as she came into the room. “Sorry - took longer than expected to get the wood in from the yard for tomorrow.” She looked round the room, seeing the others were looking at her, and said “What?”
“Anne, do you know who bound us all last night?”
“No idea - I was as surprised as you were when I woke up this morning and found myself like that. Why?”
“You are the most skilled of all of us is why,” Amy said as she stood up, “and now more of us have disappeared. Is there something you would like to tell us?”
“Only that whoever it is, it’s not me,” Anne said, “but if we are been grabbed, we need to find out who it is. Where’s Veronica?”
“She went to the kitchen to put on some coffee - why?”
“Because she wasn’t in the kitchen when I walked through a few minutes ago. Let’s pair up - on kid with one adult. Andrea, you stay with your mother. Cindy, you stay with Amy, and Alice you come with me. Joanne and Alexa, I hope you two don’t mind watching out for each other.”
“No problem,” the two older girls said as they stood up, “but what’s going on?”
“I’m not sure,” Anne said quietly, “but we’re going to search this house from top to bottom until we find the others. I want everyone back here in one hour - no excuses.”
The others nodded. “Mum and I will check the kitchen and cellar,” Andrea said as the two of them left the room, and the clock showed that it was midnight. “We’ll check the rest of the rooms on this floor,” Amy said as she and Cindy left, while Alexa and Joanne left the room and started to head up the staircase.
“What about us,” Alice said as she looked at Anne. “I want us to wait here for a few minutes,” she said as she sat back down and crossed her legs, her black tights lifting slightly from her ankles as she did so. “You see, there’s something I need to tell you - I think I know what’s going on here.”
Alice looked at Anne, her eyes widening as she listened to what the older woman had to say...
“Dorothy? Are you in here?” Amy looked round the door to the darkened room before stepping in, Cindy following her as she turned the light on. The room was bare, save for some furniture which was covered in dust sheets.
“I don’t think they are in here,” Cindy said as she looked round. “In fact I don’t think anybody has been in this room for some time.”
“It does look unused, doesn’t it - Veronica told me the room wasn’t the best one for our purposes, but I guess we could find something to do here, don’t you Cindy?”
“Cindy?”
Amy slowly turned round and saw Cindy standing there, a black gloved hand over her mouth. The hand was attached to a black covered hand, which extended from one of the dust sheets, covering whoever was holding the young girl in their grip. Amy took in the sight, and then slowly raised her hands at the sight of the toy gun in the other black clad arm....
An hour passed, and as Andrea and Coral came back into the room, followed by Joanne and Alexa, they found Anne sitting there on her own.
“Where’s Alice,” Joanne said as she looked round the room.
“She went to put some more coffee on,” Anne said as she stood up. “Any luck?” She saw the four of them shaking their heads, before saying “Where are Amy and Cindy?”
The quartet looked round, before turning and running out of the room. “You look downstairs,” Joanne said to Andrea and Coral, “we’re going to check upstairs again.”
“Have you any idea what’s going on here,” Alexa panted as they reached the top of the stairs. “I have - and if I’m right, I’m going to kill someone,” Joanne said as she opened door after door, the pair looking in each room as they went past. Eventually, they reached the last door, and opening it they found instead of a room a set of stairs heading up.
“Shhh,” Joanne said as she put her finger to her lips, the two girls creeping as quietly as they could to the door they could see at the top. As they opened it, they saw exactly what had happened to the others.
First, they saw what they presumed was Chloe and Natalie, back to back on the bed, and then her mother and Veronica back to back on the floor, both ball tied and secured to each other. On a second pair of beds on the far side of the room they could see Jannifer and Cindy, both very tightly hogtied, while on a third bed was a woman dressed from head to foot in black, busy using a length of rope to secure Amy’s ankles to the ropes tightly wrapped around her chest.
One thing was true of all the women and girls - each of them had a black balaclava, like the ones Joanne and Alexa had worn the previous day, pulled tightly over their heads. From the way they were all mumbling, it was obvious they were all gagged under the hoods as well.
Alexa looked at Joanne and nodded silently, as the two of them slipped into the room and crept over the wooden floor, approaching the figure as she straightened up. “I knew it was you, Anne,” Joanne said as she pulled the masked woman back, making her drop to the floor and onto her stomach as the two girls grabbed some loose coils of rope and started to bind the binder, crossing her wrists behind her back and her ankles as they started to lash them together.
Within ten minutes, they had the masked woman sitting up, her eyes flashing at them as she found herself been encased in coil after coil of rope, holding her arms to her sides, her legs together, and her else to her chest. She said nothing, not even when Alexa stuffed a cloth into her mouth and Joanne pulled a thick scarf between her lips to hold it in place.
“Go and get Coral and Andrea,” Joanne said as she sat and watched their new captive, “they’ll want to see who is behind the disappearances.” She watched Alexa as she ran off, then leaned over and whispered into the masked woman’s ears “I don’t know why you did this, Anne, but I think tics a great idea. Here’s a little reward for you.” Reaching under the coils of rope around her chest, she started to tickle her captive, provoking a response of “MSDMSMMSamsmdmsmasdmsdmaffdsfmsfsdmMFFSDMMSDFSAMSMDF” as she tried to twist out of the way.
“What’s going on,” she heard Coral call out as footsteps echoed up the stairs, and as she looked up the older woman ran into the room, Andrea behind her. “My god,” she said as she looked round the room at the struggling women and girls, “who on earth did this?”
“Anne did,” Joanne said as she started to tickle her captive again. “I’ve no idea where she stashed Alice, but...”
“Where who stashed me,” Alice said as she came into the room. “I was in the kitchen and heard the commotion.”
“You... You were in the kitchen...” Joanne looked at the young blonde haired girl, before looking back to her captive. “But if you were in the kitchen, then Anne was telling the truth, and if she was telling the truth about that...”
“Then I could not be sitting there,” Anne said as she came into the room, followed by a shocked looking Alexa. “Having said which, I have a fairly good idea of who it is under that mask.” The free girls looked at her as she stepped forward, removed the cloth from between her lips and pulled the balaclava off the extra woman.