The door swung open,
and we both slowly sat up cautiously.

Both looking down at the ground afraid to meet eyes with the kidnapper.

"It's like they get smarter every year." A man chuckled, as he flicked a light on.

I looked up and stared the man down.

The man was dressed quite polished for a kidnapper. He was wearing a dark plaid trench coat and a red vested suite.

He inched closer with the TAP of his long loafers.

He looked up at the half-open vent that was hanging from the ceiling.

"Tried to leave from a vent pretty smart."
He pointed and smiled,

He turned his head to the door and whistled.

Two other men dressed in a similar suit came in the room,

"Cuff them and send them to their rooms." He snapped

I began to panic.

"Where are you taking us!?" I hollered only to get shoved against the wall,

"Hey! Leave him alone you jerk!" Emma said fighting to break free from the other kidnapper.

The sound of the handcuffs snapped around my wrist sent chills down my spine,

My heart began to race again, and I was starting to lose my train of thought.

Everything was happening so fast, it was like I was on fight or flight mode.

Frantically thinking but not at the same time.

I think panic and desperation struck Emma too. She was doing a good job up till now trying to be brave.

Her face against the wall she started to sob, pleading,

"STOP! Just let us go!!" anxiously trying to get free from their tight grasp,

"Crying isn't going to do much for you sweetheart," The crooked man said smiling down as he watched the other men stand us up.

Tears streamed down Emma's face as we both glared at this man,

Suddenly the light bulb began to flicker,

We all looked around the room in confusion.

The flickering quickened, and finally, the light bulb broke into tiny shards on the ground,

The room was dull again. The only source of lighting was the light from the halls

"You guys aren't too sharp are you, should have tried that earlier...before we cuffed you." The man trailed while smirking,

"Away with them." The man said waving his hand towards the door.

Emma looked down in defeat, and I just looked around in frantic fear.

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The kidnappers where silent,
Until one of their communicators went on.

"Are the new recruiters on their way to their cells?"

"Yes madam. The students are being brought their now currently." One answered,

"Good, tell them that orientation will be starting in about 40 minutes."

"Yes madam." The other answered,

I looked over at Emma, she looked up at me with a confused expression.

We went down a bunch of flights of stairs.

I couldn't make up where we were at. There were no windows, there was no natural lighting.

It was gloomy. With lightbulbs screwed at the ceiling. Plain white brick walls and concrete floors.

I didn't know if it was because I was utterly terrified that my hands were cold,

Or if it was because the building was getting colder and colder by the minute.

We walk up to another halfway and took a sharp right turn.

There was a whole row of what looked like prison cells lined up.

But no one was in them. It was empty.

I was thrown into one, followed by a loud slam.

I quickly got up and ran towards the front.
Shaking the bars.

I glared at the man, Locking the cell door.

I looked straight forward in disbelief,
And slugged down to the floor.

It's like my spirit gave up completely.
I began to shake and my mind began spiraling towards dark outcomes and possibilities.

I heard the sound of the harsh prison door close shut a few doors down.

Followed by the loud shutter of the keys.

I heard Emma scream in frustration,
followed by a chuckle from the man.

"Your dress uniforms are on your bed,
Hurry up and change."

"The warden wants to see you both in orientation in a few minutes."

I stood up from where I was sitting.
Looking straight forward towards the halls again.

The Dark metal bars agonizing me to the realization that I lost everything.

I lost my own freedom.

My blood began to boil, why did I have to listen to these thuds. How did this even happen?

I was so mad, I almost wanted to break something.

One of the men slammed the bars in my cell.

"Hurry up we don't have all day."

I turned around,
There was a bed in the left corner of the room.
On the right a table and chair.

Above the bed as a small mirror and beside it a grungy sink.

I glared the man down slowly undressing.

I looked over to the bed.
On the bed were nicely pressed down velvet red uniforms.

I didn't know what I was expecting, but I was taken back and confused.

I struggled to tie my uniform tie, as I have never worn a uniform till now.

I came to the conclusion that I hoped this was all just a weird dream.

The man opens the cell and I slowly walked out.

The man put handcuffs around my wrists again.

Behind me, Emma was there in her uniform.

"Walk"

The men ordered, shoving us forward.