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Of course. Why am I not surprised?
As I squinted and moved closer, I saw the familiar beautiful face that had always persisted in my mind.
"Audrey?" I asked shell-shocked. "What are you—"
"I didn't see anything, I promise," she cut me off, her voice trembling as she spoke. She was creeping back slowly.
"Don't move," I ordered her but her body kept pulling backwards, almost automatically.
The fuck is wrong with her? Why is she still moving?
"I said stop moving, damnit," I repeated, this time more serious. "Fancy meeting you here though. Well, not hereherebut—you know what I mean," I tried to lighten the mood and buy some time until I figure out how to salvage this. She made no reply. Her eyes moved from the gun to the corpse of Lopez and back to the gun again.
Sighing, I walked closer to her and put the gun behind me, "I mean you no harm, okay?"
She immediately darted away.
Of course,I sighed again and ran after her. Before she could cover any real distance or cry out for help, I caught up to her and pinned her to the ground.
"Please, please, don't hurt me. I'm pregnant," she blurted as she squirmed underneath me.
Well, that's an interesting turn of events.A part of me was stung by the news, almost jealous even.
"Oh, I see… Well, congratulations. I am sure you and the--" I said to her.
She took a large gulp and continued, "And... It's your child."
I'm sorry, what?
Chapter 9 - Audrey
First I heard a light buzz, waxing and waning in frequency.
I couldn’t quite figure out if the hum was electrical in origin or if it was from something entirely different. The next sensation that succeeded—or better yet,intrudedinto my oscitant mind—was the sound of constant dripping of water a distance away from me. This sound had regularity, both periodically and in its intensity.
Slowly, my mind awoke from the daze and I opened my eyes to find myself in a dark room. I could barely make out what was in front of me as everything had been consumed by the darkness.
A sharp throbbing headache emerged ever so slowly the more I came to, further confounding my already disoriented mind. The air was humid and I could feel that I was sitting on dirt. It wasn’t until I tried to move that I realized the fetters clasped firmly on my wrists. The strangeness of the entire experience must have numbed my arms to the cold feel of the chains.
“What the—?” I struggled helplessly for a minute with the chains. The rattling noise now engulfed the room, displacing the sounds of buzzing and dripping that had taken on a more oppressive quality.
“Help,” I managed to say. “Somebody, help me!”
Nothing. My voice simply echoed within the vast room. My vision, now accustomed to the gloomy darkness, started to trace out outlines of the area in which I was trapped.
From what I could see, the room was old and mostly bare, with a nauseatingly moldy smell filling the air. It had the aura of a dungeon or dark cellar.
To my left, I could faintly make out a tap whose mouth was leaking drops of water into a puddle beneath it. The image evoked a thirst in me.
I searched around but still couldn’t locate the source of the buzzing. All of a sudden, the thoughts of all the horrors that might have been carried out here took form in my mind and I began to grow frantic.
Far ahead was a staircase whose steps must’ve led up to some higher level of the building.
“Help! Somebody! Anybody!” I immediately cried out, hoping that someone would hear me. “Can anybody hear me? Please!”
Wait, what if the person who hears me turns out to be the same person who imprisoned me here?
My heart palpitated wildly as I realized I hadn’t thought about why I would’ve been kidnapped and kept here. I had, at first, only been grappling with the grim environment I had awakened to, trying to ascertain where I was and the state of my body. Now that I had accomplished that to some degree, I tried to look back into my mind and recall what series of circumstances I had found myself in that could’ve ultimately led to this fate.
