A creepy car.
Thunders and lightening.
Three men pulling out of car.
Her running and falling.
Being thrown in black car.
A piece of cloth over her face and...
Blackout.
Her eyes widened.
It couldn't be.
And she knew she was in a great shit. Her breathing became uneven and the fear got the best of her.
She turned and ran for the nearest door.
Ian unexpectedly kept standing and didn't try to stop her. No one could open the door other than him. He chuckled lightly seeing her panicked. She looked cute like this.
She attacked it but it was locked. She kept searching for a door knob but there was none. On a bigger look she noticed it wasn't an ordinary door. It was the kind of door with fingerprints.
You have to put your hand over the scanner and it would open automatically. And her hand was definitely not going to open it.
He strolled to her. His patience was ending and his hands were itching to touch her.
She cautiously took a step back when he was invading her personal space.
"I-Ian this is not a joke. Open the door. Let me go!"
"What if I want you to stay?",he said in creepy and calm voice as he lowered to her level with a sinister smirk displaying over his lips, that gave her goosebumps. He stared deeply into her eyes as if looking into her soul.