Prologue Part 2
Getting off work was her favorite time of day. Lorna McCall was your ordinary woman with a job to live by. She only lived in a small bachelor apartment, which she always kept herself quite secured in. Her home was simple. No TV but had a two-year-old computer with the Internet. The rest of her furniture consisted of a small bed and nightstand in one corner. A small desk with her computer and printer was in another corner. The kitchen was separate from the main area, separated with a wall and a small bathroom. The kitchen didn't wasn't even big enough for a table, but was large enough for some cupboards, apartment size stove and fridge. Now that her workday was over, she was grateful. She would soon have enough money to forever leave the city and go back to her roots of Canada, in the Province of Ontario.
Lorna's current living residence was in the city of Las Vegas, the city that never slept. When she was 16 years of age her family moved to Las Vegas because of her father’s job, but three years after moving to the city, he mysteriously died. Lorna always felt foul play was involved but nothing could prove it. Three years ago, her mother was taken from her from cancer. Now she was alone. She was a hermit, more or less.
She hated the city she lived in and hated her job. She hated the people around her and feared for her life everyday. But she did have to live. She didn’t really have many friends and the friends she did have were not always that nice to her. Sometimes they would totally understood her life and other times not. She was a desk clerk at a hotel and she lived across the street from it, so it made her life a little easier and she only worked during the day.
As the supper rush started, Lorna had started to make her way across the street to her apartment. As she approached the building, she felt something was out of place. Her feelings were confirmed when suddenly a hand came out from nowhere and covered her mouth. Another arm was wrapped around her waist, preventing her from escaping. She tried to struggle but there was no use the person had her secured. The purse she had, dropped to the ground and there was not one single person on the street. She was thrown into a van, which caused her to be knocked out.
The next thing she knew, Lorna could feel she was bound and gagged and even blindfolded. She could still feel her clothing on her so she knew who ever took hadn’t done anything to her yet, but she was sure they were going to. She wanted to scream but she was taught at a young age to not panic. Take in the surroundings and listen. Go with the flow and when the time was right, escape. Lorna forced herself to stay calm and listen. She wanted her captors to think she was still unconscious.
“Why the hell did you grab her?!” a female voice snapped.
“She’s part of the plan,” a male voice answered gruffly. “She’ll make all our dreams come true. I promise.”
“Why can’t we have a little fun?” another male voice said. This voice was less gruff but still sounded creepy.
“You will not touch her!” the female growled. “That is not what she’s here for, you got that.”
“What plan?” another voice, female but younger asked.
“That’s for me to know and you to find out,” he gruff male answered. “Now shut up and keep your pretty little head watching her. You are to tell me when she’s awake.”
Lorna realized then that they did not know she was awake. She could feel herself lying sideways; legs bent hands behind her back, against a wall. The floor beneath her felt very hard and uncomfortable. She could feel a slight chill going through her body, which indicated that she was lying on cement. She must have been in a basement of sort.
As she listened to the two men and two women speak, she was able to learn that it was still the same day they grabbed her and that only about two hours went by since nabbing her. But what was the plan the first spoke ok? As the time passed on, the women decided to leave.
Lorna was suddenly kicked in the ribs, which was to force her to wake. The bonds on her legs were cut, which meant she knew what was about to happen but she wasn’t going to let it happen. She had to think fast to get away. The other man must have took off with the women, as the man was now gripping her shoulders.
Though in pain, Lorna realized an opening and she took it. She pushed up and rammed both feet into the man’s legs. He slammed into the floor with a scream of pain. Lorna had to act fast. She scrambled to her feet and with the adrenalin rush, pumping through her vains, she was able to snap her bindings on her wrists. She was now able to remove her gag and blindfold. Her ribs and wrists were burning hot pain but she didn’t care. She had to get out of there before the man was able to recover.
Lorna was now able to see where she was. She was in a basement with no windows. She ran from her position as fast as possible and soon found herself running up a set up stairs. A door was at the very top. She pulled at the door to find it opened easy enough for her. Just as she got the door opened, her would be attacker was making his way up the stairs and was almost in hands reach.
She gave a quick round kick into his gut. She could see he was a big man. A normal kick like that would not have fazed him, but where he was still on the stairs, it was enough for him to lose his footing and fall back down. That gave Lorna the time she needed to run out and into the street. The building she was in had a basement exit to the street. It was now dark and from her calculation before the man tried to attack her, she guessed it was nearing on ten at night.
She ran as fast as she could down a street. She didn’t stop, though her ribs were hurting as was her wrists. She was sure she was bleeding. But she couldn't stop to look.
As she ran she came across a Truck coming towards her. The Truck stopped and the driver got out to run into a liquor store. Lorna jumped into the box of the truck and ducked as much as possible. She was hoping the driver nor the attacker would find her.
Several minutes went by when the driver got back into the truck drove away. The air was cold as the vehicle drove, but Lorna didn’t care. All she cared about was getting away.
The next time the Truck stopped. The driver looked in his box to see a woman. He yelled at her and Lorna quickly sprinted off, not paying attention where she was. Before she knew it she was jumping from into a transport truck full of boxes. It was slightly warmer from what she was feeling all night. She had no idea how long the truck had been driving but when the truck stopped and opened it’s doors, it was in a loading bay of a super market.
“What the hell!” he snapped as a woman jumped out from behind a crate. The woman ran past him and didn’t stop. “Get back here bitch!” he yelled.
Lorna heard the man yelling at her and she became scared again and ran as fast as she could. She had no idea where she was. She knew she wasn’t in Las Vegas anymore. Lorna was now hungry and tired, but she didn’t stop. For two days straight Lorna kept running, startling truck drivers, which would chase after her.
Finally she stopped running. She was now cold, hungry, soar and tired. She didn’t think she was going to be able to move anymore. It was nearing on nightfall and she had no idea where she was. Tears sprang from her eyes, as her breathing was very rigged. Where was she?
She could hear young voices coming from the side of her, but she didn’t pay attention as she was trying to keep herself standing. She heard another voice suddenly.
“What is it children?” a soft voice asked.
Hearing the voice caused Lorna to waver and her body suddenly slammed to a halt. She couldn't tell if the voice was male or female. With blurry eyes, she could see she was in front of a gate and trees surrounded around it. As she looked, her knees gave out and she suddenly went to her knees.
With another blink and she was on her hands and knees, trying to force herself to stay conscious. She could faintly her a slight sound but didn’t know what it was.
“Quickly get others,” the soft voice rushed.
Lorna felt her world begin to fade into darkness but not before she felt herself begin to fall forward but stopped.
“I got you.”
Lorna tried to speak but as her mouth moved to say ‘help me’ no sound came out.
Either the person holding her saw what her mouth was trying to say or the person knew what she wanted. Whatever the reason was, Lorna heard the soft voice say as the darkness full took her.
“You’re safe now, I promise.”