Four to five students sat huddled together in the corner of the room, scared that if they moved they would be killed.

All the rest sat scattered around wherever they could possibly find. It seemed the room went on for miles around, as if trying to lure the students into the darkness. Trying to get them to be the prey.

Although these students kept their strong faces, inside their worlds were crumbling to their feet. They all knew they were going to die, one way or another.

The man that had taken them---they were crazy, the students could distinguish that. What they couldn't, however, was why had they been the ones taken?

None of them were special, most were just normal cheerleaders, jocks, nerds, the normal stuff you see in your average high school. Not one of them could fight off some random kidnappers who decided to take their bus in the middle of no where.

They were normal, and planned to stay that way.

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simple, yet effective.