Whisked Away by fallenangel121212 (snow like ashes series TXT) 📕

him gasp slightly out of surprise before falling to the ground like a puppet whose strings had been cut.

This was it! Before I went to get my iPod I searched Goon 3 for anything valuable. I found a pair of car keys, an evil looking knife, and $20. I grabbed my iPod and sprinted out of the room. I didn’t know how much time I had and I wasn’t willing to stick around and find out. For all I knew I didn’t hit him hard enough and he would wake up soon. Or his body would be discovered by the other kidnappers. When I had been in the prison room I had gazed out my window to see if I could have possibly escaped. What I had discovered was that I had been on at least the 3rd floor of the building. I immediately looked for the stairway. The elevator, if there was one, would alert the other kidnappers. They would probably assume it was their friend, but there was no point in taking a chance. Plus the elevator was too slow, so if something did happen they could easily cut me off. On that note I raced for the stairs.

By the time I reached the stairs I realized how old this building was. There were chips of paint missing from the wall, holes in the grimy white carpet, and evidence that animals had been living here. I started racing down the concrete stairs two at a time. For once I was grateful it was concrete instead of fancy wooden stairs. The concrete helped absorb any noise I made and this also meant that time wouldn’t have caused the stairs to rot.
When I finally reached the bottom of the stairs my breath was coming in short pants and my heart was pounding in my chest. I peaked around the corner and saw the whole lobby was deserted. Looking around for the door I saw that it was only 10 feet away. Before I raced to freedom, I stopped by the front desk and grabbed one of those tourist pamphlets that hotels think people actually pay attention to.

I didn’t even bother to read it because I heard footsteps and yells coming directly above me. I guessed they must have figured out what had happened. Hoping I could outrun them and use the car keys to get away I sprinted for the door. However luck was not on my side. As soon as I started running a figure approached from the stairway 5 feet away. Shouting he raced towards me, his arms outstretched to grab me. Another thing they didn’t know was that I was the star close distance runner at our school. Taking a deep breath I raced towards the door and opened it, embracing the cool night air.
Four

I didn’t have a lot of time to enjoy the sweet taste of freedom. Glancing around I quickly took in my surroundings. I saw that the building I had just escaped was overlooking a cliff and there was a dense forest in the distance. Still running I looked behind me and saw that two of the kidnappers were now racing towards me. Looking around for anything that could be of any use to me, I saw it. The car they had kidnapped me in was only thirty feet away and I had the keys in pocket. Racing towards the car I could hear the man and women screaming at me and each other. Glancing behind me I saw that one of them had tripped. The other one was about 10 feet behind her but slowly gaining. I reached the van and hopped into the front seat and jammed the keys into the ignition.

The old engine spluttered at me, but it turned on and I could hear the rumbling of the engine. Checking for trees I put the old truck in reverse. I could hear the kidnappers cursing me, but their voices quickly faded away as I shot into the darkness of the forest. The car and I were quickly swallowed by darkness. Glancing around wildly I found the headlight switch and turned it on. A couple of yards in front of me was a huge tree. Screaming, I quickly swerved to the right and narrowly avoided my untimely demise.
After speeding through the dark woods for thirty minutes I finally broke cover of the woods. Lurching onto the main road I slowed the speed from 75mph to 45 mph. I glanced back in the review mirrors, expecting to see a pursuit, but there wasn’t one. Slowing down to 20 mph I glanced around the inside of the truck, trying to see if there was anything useful. I found twenty bucks in the glove compartment and a map. It turned out I was in Illinois. They had taken me from Kansas; we had completely crossed one state and entered another. I had to ditch the car eventually, but first I had to get into the nearest town and get in touch with the police. According to the map, I was 200 miles from the nearest town.

It would take me a half a day to get to the town with the car, but my kidnappers would follow me and this car was too easy to find. I would ditch the car in a couple of hours and walk to the town. Glancing around for anything else that would help, I found a small brown purse hidden under the passenger seat. I stuffed the money I had found in the car and from the kidnapper and the map inside. Grabbing my iPod from my pocket I listen to my favorite bands and drowned out the rattling of the car engine.

Just as the sun started to rise, I pulled off to the side of the road and left the car. Grabbing the keys, I chucked them into the woods next to the road. If the kidnappers did come they wouldn’t be able to use the car now. Realizing how tired I was, I decided to walk for another two hours and then find a safe place to rest. I estimated I had already traveled 145 miles with the car, so I still had about another 55 miles to go. It usually took me ten minutes to run a mile and 25 minutes to walk a mile. However, in my weakened state it would probably take me longer.

I started trekking along the road, wishing I looked more like a human being and not a crazed animal. The scratches and tears on my clothes, not to mention my face, would be a dead give away when I reached the town. Still, just the thought of being alive was intoxicating. I would reach the station, they would call my family, tearful reunions would ensure, and everything would work out beautifully.

It’s still hard to believe I actually thought such a naïve wish would come true.

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Publication Date: 02-13-2011

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