While Sarah recovered at the hospital...
The bag went over his head, arms went around his torso and his body was thrown into a vehicle that was cold beneath his thin, pajama bottom-covered legs, all before he could even think about struggling. What was happening? Why was this happening? And why now? He was worried; could it have anything to do with that website he had accessed from his Dad’s Sky Drive account last week? He thought he had kept his IP address undetectable, that he had entered and left without being noticed. Maybe he was wrong. He may be a computer genius but he was only 13 years old after all. Terror filled his mind and dread packed his guts. Then everything went dark.
Jason awoke in a strange bedroom sparsely furnished with the thin mattress, a small broken lamp, a bookcase filled with old Nancy Drew and Hardy Boys mysteries and a plastic bucket in the corner. He wondered if that was for his consumption, his hygienic needs or his elimination needs. Right now he really needed something to relieve himself in and saw no other alternatives but didn’t want to ruin future feeding opportunities. Deciding to wait a while longer, he pushed that need from his mind, as well as his fear of what was going on and got up to check out the room. The door was locked, as he suspected it would be. There was one small window behind a blind.
As he opened the blind, he discovered the window was painted shut and covered with blackout film. There was no way to look out and try to figure out where he was or signal someone for help, or try to escape from. He could feel the panic beginning to build again.
Sitting down on the thin, lumpy mattress, he went over the events of the last several days again in his mind. The only thing that stood out that could have started all of this crap was that website he’d accessed and the information he’d seen there. It hadn’t made complete sense to him but he could tell that a lot of money and people were involved and that he shouldn’t be seeing it. He covered his computer tracks as best he could, hiding who had accessed it and from where, at least he thought he had. But then, his mom had gone missing, that strange man had been taking photos of them, his mom was found in California with amnesia and now his kidnapping. It was all his fault. He might never know if his mom recovered her memories or not, if she would ever remember him and the special bond they shared. He might never get to tell her how much he loved her again, even though he thought he was too old for that stuff – he knew it meant so much to her to hear him say those simple words. And now, because of him, his family and their lives were all ripped apart.
Just then the doorknob rattled as a key was inserted and the door began to open. His limbs shaking from fear, he waited for his kidnapper to enter the room. His relief was so consuming when he saw his sister as she walked in, he didn’t notice the alarm that haunted her eyes. Just behind her was his brother. As soon as he entered the room, the door was slammed shut and locked, leaving him stunned as he found himself now locked up with Rosemary and Rory. Great. Now who was going to rescue him?
Check back tomorrow to discover more about Sarah's Secret!
The bag went over his head, arms went around his torso and his body was thrown into a vehicle that was cold beneath his thin, pajama bottom-covered legs, all before he could even think about struggling. What was happening? Why was this happening? And why now? He was worried; could it have anything to do with that website he had accessed from his Dad’s Sky Drive account last week? He thought he had kept his IP address undetectable, that he had entered and left without being noticed. Maybe he was wrong. He may be a computer genius but he was only 13 years old after all. Terror filled his mind and dread packed his guts. Then everything went dark.
Jason awoke in a strange bedroom sparsely furnished with the thin mattress, a small broken lamp, a bookcase filled with old Nancy Drew and Hardy Boys mysteries and a plastic bucket in the corner. He wondered if that was for his consumption, his hygienic needs or his elimination needs. Right now he really needed something to relieve himself in and saw no other alternatives but didn’t want to ruin future feeding opportunities. Deciding to wait a while longer, he pushed that need from his mind, as well as his fear of what was going on and got up to check out the room. The door was locked, as he suspected it would be. There was one small window behind a blind.
As he opened the blind, he discovered the window was painted shut and covered with blackout film. There was no way to look out and try to figure out where he was or signal someone for help, or try to escape from. He could feel the panic beginning to build again.
Sitting down on the thin, lumpy mattress, he went over the events of the last several days again in his mind. The only thing that stood out that could have started all of this crap was that website he’d accessed and the information he’d seen there. It hadn’t made complete sense to him but he could tell that a lot of money and people were involved and that he shouldn’t be seeing it. He covered his computer tracks as best he could, hiding who had accessed it and from where, at least he thought he had. But then, his mom had gone missing, that strange man had been taking photos of them, his mom was found in California with amnesia and now his kidnapping. It was all his fault. He might never know if his mom recovered her memories or not, if she would ever remember him and the special bond they shared. He might never get to tell her how much he loved her again, even though he thought he was too old for that stuff – he knew it meant so much to her to hear him say those simple words. And now, because of him, his family and their lives were all ripped apart.
Just then the doorknob rattled as a key was inserted and the door began to open. His limbs shaking from fear, he waited for his kidnapper to enter the room. His relief was so consuming when he saw his sister as she walked in, he didn’t notice the alarm that haunted her eyes. Just behind her was his brother. As soon as he entered the room, the door was slammed shut and locked, leaving him stunned as he found himself now locked up with Rosemary and Rory. Great. Now who was going to rescue him?
Check back tomorrow to discover more about Sarah's Secret!
