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After dragging the guards dead body inside Emma’s room, Joe bowed over Debra. Blood was running from her belly and her head. Joe turned her on her belly and took her hands. He started dragging her towards the elevator at the end of the hallway, leaving a huge trail of blood.
Around the corner a doctor appeared. Horrified he watched Joe drag Debra and he wanted to interfere when someone stabbed him in the back.
“You need help with that?” Emma suggested when the doctor had hit the floor. She walked towards them and relieved Joe of one arm. Together they reached the elevator and Joe pressed the button.
A couple of minutes later the elevator had reached their floor and the doors opened. The people inside froze when they recognized the two fugitives in front of them.
“Go” Joe ordered.
“He said go!” Emma repeated angry when no one moved.
The people quickly walked away, but one of them hesitated. “What are you going to do with that woman?” he asked, nodding at Debra.
“That’s none of your concern, now is it?” Emma replied cold. She held up her knife and pointed it at the man. “Now, go” she hissed threatening.
With one last, remorseful look at Debra the man disappeared.
Joe and Emma dragged Debra inside the elevator and while Emma pressed the right button Joe dialed a number.
“Six seconds” he said to the person on the other side of the line. He hung up and the doors of the elevator closed.
Inside the electrical room Molly was looking at the head panel, quietly counting to six.
“1…,2…”
She had a hammer in her hand.
“3…, 4…5…
The elevator reached the top floor.
“Six” Molly said triumphing and she smashed the panel. Next to the panel there was the emergency generator. She smashed that one too.
Holding the hammer tightly in her hand, ready to hit anyone in her way, she searched her way out in the dark.
“Damn it, Deb, pick up” Mike said agitated.
Debra’s phone was lying on the washing table, buzzing, but the streaming water in the shower drowned the sound. Debra wasn’t planning on getting ready any time soon. She swore she could still feel the earth on her skin.
“She’s not picking up” Mike said nervous. “I’m going to go there”
“To do what?” Ryan protested. “Emma and Joe are shot. They need medical attention. They know they won’t get that from Parker”
Debra stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around her hair. A second one she wrapped around her body....
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An instant later Emma appeared. When she saw Joe lying on the floor, appearing to be dead, she accelerated her steps, while repeatedly mumbling ‘no’ She knelt and turned Joe on his back.
“Joe, wake up. Please, wake up” she begged. “Don’t leave me here”
Joe groaned and opened his eyes. “Dear God, that hurt” he moaned. “What are you doing here? I told you not to come until I called you”
“I followed Ryan. It would’ve been two against one. It wouldn’t have been a fair fight. I had to come and help you” Emma explained loyal.
“That’s very thoughtful...
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The helicopter landed on an open field in the woods. As soon as it hit the ground, Mike opened the door and jumped right out. He ran to the spot Ryan had given him the coordinates of. There were no shovels or anything else that could be useful for that matter.
So he dropped on his knees and started digging.
“Debra!” he shouted while he removed the earth. “Hold on, I’m right here! Just hang on a little bit longer”
After a few more minutes of digging his hands touched something solid. Agitated he wiped the earth from the box that came in view and along with Turner he opened the coffin....
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“Any last words?” Alex asked with a voice of which the malicious pleasure just dripped of. Debra looked up at him, her eyes wide in terror.
“You don’t have to do this” she begged.
“I know I don’t ” Alex replied careless. “Take small breaths” he advised before getting up. As Debra cried and screamed for help he and his partner closed the coffin and buried it underneath the ground.
Everything went quiet. The only sound heard were Debra’s sobs and cries and heavy breaths. She desperately hoped the FBI would find her. Well, they would find her. Just not in time.
“Okay”...
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Devastated Mike watched Debra leave with Simon. Apparently they had known each other a long time ago. Simon had said something about helping Debra escape. What was that supposed to mean? Was she an ex-convict?
Again Mike was astounded by how little he knew about his partner and again he promised he would do something about it.
But first he had to find a way out of these ropes. He started moving and twisting his left wrist. He felt his skin burning underneath the rope, but instead of going easier he picked up the pace and a couple of painful minutes his hand was loose.
He quickly untied his right...
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After having digested those unmistakable words Beth muttered something about a shirt she had to sow for Dale. She quickly separated herself from the malicious child-hater and headed back to the house.
She walked straight to Dale’s room and shut the door. She ran to the window that had a perfect view on the background. It was a sad thing her parents had to be the center of distraction, but right now she had no other choice but to take advantage of it.
She walked to the closet, opened the drawer, took out a pencil and paper and then went sitting at the table. She placed her pen on the paper and...
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Mr. and Mrs. Parker weren’t the only ones who’d had a rough night. It had taken Beth hours to fall asleep. Her entire body was in agony and besides she really didn’t want to sleep next to the guy who had just violently taken her virginity.
At last her tears had cost her what was left of her energy and slowly, but surely her eyelids shut.
“Hey, wake up!”
Beth opened her eyes difficult and sat upright. Dale was standing at the end of the bed, his hands on his hips. He was naked.
“It’s 6 am, are you planning on staying in bed all day?” he snapped and Beth felt tears coming up.
“I’m…I’m...
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It was half past five in the morning. Mr. and Mrs. Parker woke up difficult. They were surprised they had even been able to sleep at all. The barn wasn’t exactly the most comfortable place to spend your night.
“Do you think Beth spent the night with Dale already?” Mr. Parker wondered out loud.
“After the way you treated her there’s no way Dale could’ve moved past the need to comfort her” Mrs. Parker snapped hostile.
“Well, you won’t exactly win the award for Mother of the Year either with your performance from the last couple of days” Mr. Parker fired back angry.
Mrs. Parker...
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Joe was pacing up and down the living room, about to lose his mind, while Molly tried to make him calm down.
“I can’t calm down!” Joe hissed in distress. “In a few minutes Ryan Hardy will be on the doorstep. I don’t suppose he’s coming alone, do you?”
Several police vans parked in front of the house. Turner jumped out of one and gave instructions to his men.
Ryan snuck up to them. “I’ll go in the back” he whispered and without awaiting Turner’s approval he turned around again.
Joe walked to Molly. “I’m really sorry, Molly, but I have no other choice” Before she could...
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Molly was pacing up and down her house. It had been all over the news. The FBI had let Joe Carrol slip through their fingers once again. She was waiting for Joe’s phone call to give her permission to go kill Ryan.
Ryan had arrived a couple of hours ago. He’d had that bitch Claire with him. Had it been up to Molly, they’d both be lying on the floor with a knife in their stomachs. But she had to wait for orders.
She heard the backdoor squeak and turned around. Her eyes on the kitchen-the first place the backdoor led to-she snuck to the cupboard and opened the first drawer. In the drawer...
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Source: fox
A week had passed when Debra had ran out of bread. She was hungry and dirty. She had considered going back to her parents, but that would also mean going back to Dale and that was just not an option. They would probably put her back into that cage.
She still got sick in the mornings. People walked past her, curling their noses. But once the morning had passed she felt her stomach protest against the lack of food.
As she stopped at a supermarket she considered what she was about to do. One of the ten commandments crossed her mind. Thou shall not steal. But she wasn’t going to steal anything....
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Voices. And flashes. Debra’s eyes moved behind her eyelids while she heard people talking. What were they talking about? They said something about being molested. A strange sound escaped her throat and she tried to open her eyes.
“She’s waking up” a woman said fast.
Debra opened her eyes and lifted her hands to protect them from the light shining above her.
“Good morning” a man in a white suit said friendly. Debra pulled back and glanced suspiciously. “You had quite a fall” He looked at his files. “A minor concussion and some bruises. You were lucky” He looked up from the...
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Debra ran through the hallway and Dale opened the door of his bedroom. “Debra! Come back!” he shouted while he pressed his hand against his bleeding neck.
Other doors opened as well and soon everyone was looking for Debra.
Debra ran to the front door when someone grabbed her from behind. She started to scream when a hand covered her mouth. A boy, about her age, looked at her and ordered her to be quiet.
“The front door is too obvious” he whispered. “I know a better way” He took her hand and pulled her to the basement. He turned the light on and quickly walked downstairs. They ignored...
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Dale pulled himself of off Debra, who was staring ahead of her, completely in shock.
“If you want to you can clean yourself up” Dale suggested and he pointed at a door. “There’s the bathroom”
As in slow motion Debra put the gown back on and climbed out of bed. Shaking on her legs she walked to the bathroom. She pushed the latch down and entered the room. She closed the door and locked it.
She turned the shower on and undressed. When she got in the shower the water was painfully hot, but she didn’t care. She looked down and saw blood mixing with the water.
Still feeling dirty Debra...
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6am, the next morning.
The basement door opened and someone walked downstairs. They were carrying a bucket with water. They walked to the cage, opened it and poured the ice cold water over Debra’s sleeping body. Debra woke up screaming and turned on her back.
Agnes smiled at her, the bucket in her right hand. “Wake up, sleepy head. We have a lot of work to do”
Debra tried to get up, which was difficult, because she hadn’t stand up since she was put here. Agnes lost her patience and grabbed the girl’s arm. With a violent gesture she pulled her up. “Now, come on. Breakfast is ready”...
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Mike walked through the hospital aisle to Debra’s room. The door was open and the doctor was just leaving. Debra smiled when she saw Mike standing in the doorway.
“My hero” she smirked and signaled with her hand, giving him permission to enter.
“How are you feeling?” Mike asked softly.
“Dirty” Debra replied grumpy. “I just want to go home and get cleaned up…But that’s not going to happen. We still have a bunch of killers on the loose” she added. “Did you hear from Ryan yet?”
“Eh, yeah. He’s on his way back” Mike answered.
“Well, then there’s no time to waste”...
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Hours later-Deb had fallen asleep again-she opened her eyes. She lifted her head and smiled faint when she saw Mike was sleeping. His head rested on his arms, on the bed.
“I was wondering when you were going to give in” she mumbled. She carefully swung her legs over the edge and stepped out of bed. She took her dressing-gown and made her way to the door.
At the door she turned her head. She hoped Mike would stay asleep long enough for her to make a little walk and come back without him knowing about it. He would probably tie her to the bed, if he knew where she was going.
She left the room,...
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“Tell Beth I love her” Debra begged of Simon.
“I promise” Simon quickly replied as he pushed her outside. As soon as she had walked out of the door he shut it and leaned against, allowing no one to pass.
“Move, you foolish boy!” Agnes ordered when standing in front of him. Simon looked up at her challengingly. Agnes grabbed his shirt and pulled him away from the door. “Put him in the cage” she barked. Ross and another man each grabbed one of Simon’s arms and dragged him to the cage where Debra had been captivated in the past week.
Agnes turned to a ten year old boy, who did...
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Molly supported her head with her hands and groaned.
“Are you okay?” Ryan asked concerned and compassionate.
“Yeah, my head just feels like it’s going to explode” Molly replied faint.
“That’s not what I mean” Ryan said. “How did he get in here? Don’t you lock your doors?”
“I was going to” Molly defended herself. She stood and walked to the closet. She opened it and took out some Ibuprofen. While she swallowed a couple Turned ran off the stairs. He walked towards Ryan.
“Can I talk to you for a moment?” he demanded. “Yeah” Ryan frowned and he followed Turner away...
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