"Why are you here?"
I turned around, since the voice came from behind me.But it was still so dark I couldn't see one inch in frount of me.
I don't know how I had gotten here. I had just walked into an old cave that I had decided to explore and all light just...disappered. Then when I was looking around, I had heard that voice.
"I asked you, why are you here?"
"I-I was just exploring. I didn't mean to get anyone angry. Who are you?"
There was silence. "Can I trust you?" the voice asked. I didn't speak. Who was this guy?
I felt a hand at my throat pin me to the wall. I could tell that my captor was right in front of me, but then soneone else started to tie my hands behind my back. There were two people...maybe more.
"Of course," I gasped. My vision was starting to go fuzzy, "who would I tell?"
"Your friends, your parents."
"I have no friends, and my parents wouldn't care even if I did tell them. They would probably forget anyway."
I heard some scuffling, and a match was lit. I cought a qyick glimpse of my captors before my eyes were coved with a blindfold.
"Do you think we can trust her?"
"Doesn't seem like she has anyone to tell."
The person holding me quickly let go of my neck. I fell on the floor, coughing, and thanking any gods there were before I was yanked on to my feet and pushed forward.
- Title: Saved
- Artist: slave-4-u6969
- Description: This is the story of 12-year-old Isabele who lives around the time when computers are just being invented when computers are just being invented. This is only the first page because it's a rather long story. But if people like it, I can put some more of the story online maybe!
- Date: 03/13/2009
- Tags: saved