Kidnapped(Fiction)

It was late at night and I was walking home from work. I was 20 years old dressed in some jeans, shirt, and a sweater. I decided to do some exploring and see if there was any shortcut to my small apartment. Jogging down an alley I reached a dead end. I turned to walk back out when a black van cornered against the brick building. Two men came out, one man grabbed me. I tried to kick and was about to scream when a white cloth was pressed to my face, knocking me out cold. Later I woke up in a small room, tied to a chair by some ropes. I looked around the room, it must of been a basement because the floors were cold stone and so was the wall. After about a half hour the man who grabbed me came in. " MMMMGHGGHHDDJDFFF" I tried to yell through the gag. "Shut up or I'll shut you up for you" He said showing me his knife. "Imma take the gag off, you scream, it better be your prayers!!" I nodded and he took the gag out. "Who do you live with??" He asked me. "I-I live alone. In a-a-an apartment" I waited for the blow, but it didn't come. He scowled, "No one to pay your ransom?" I shook my head nervously. He sighed, "I know a way to pay your ransom", my captor said with a wicked grin.


End of Chapter One