With a racing heart and heavy breathing, you followed Hedwig out of the room. 'I'm going to show you my room.' His words stayed like echoes in your head. Your stomach was twisting and your limbs were like stones which made your movement heavy like you would be walking in water. This kind of excitement was squeezing your lungs and crashing your shoulders. You were literally in pain, but you had to hide this feeling. You had to stay calm for the sake of your plan. Damn it, you had been waiting for this since the beginning of your captivity, you couldn't mess this up now! You could do this!
You had only one chance anyway.
The two of you sneaked through the dark corridors quietly. Actually, you didn't see the purpose of this because you were pretty sure that you and your captor were the only ones here. But anyway, you were following him without a sound and just hoped for the best. Hedwig seemed to be too naive and innocent to trick you anyway.
After a bit of wandering, he suddenly stopped in front of a door. "We're here! Are you excited?" He asked turning back to you with a grin. "This is my roooom~" with pulling out his words, he slowly opened the door which obeyed with a loud squeak. You tried to peek in with high hopes but he covered your sight. Although as he jumped in excitedly, the view of the room opened for you as well. You quickly moved around your eyes to examine this place. 'Window, window, window, where is it?' You needed to find it. You had to. It was your ONLY way to escape. Where was that god damn window?!
...
There was no window.
Not at all in this room.
Hedwig went to the left corner and turned on the radio then started dancing. It was something rap-ish song, but to be honest you couldn't really catch it. The fact that your plan has just been crashed into million pieces gave you a shock and this made you ignore everything around you. It felt like suddenly losing your balance and falling into the void. No, this has just couldn't happen. You were so sure, and finally so optimist about something. Once in your life, you were full of hope and now.. everything was gone. This was totally like a backstab from the world to you.
"So how was my dance? Did you like it?"
The boy came back to you with a wide smile on his face after finishing his dance. Well, that thing that was familiar to a kind of dance, but it was more likely just a cringey mess. Maybe at other times, you would have found it hilarious or maybe even like it, but that was not this one. You were currently feeling like you could collapse right now. This huge disappointment smashed you like a huge rock which could have suffocated you. "Whoah" this was all you could force out from your mouth. Your throat was like a desert, and every letter consumed a huge amount of energy. It was also really hard to force back all those gathering desperate tears in your eyes. Although it seemed that it was unsuccessful because he noticed the heart-broken face of yours.
"What's wrong? Is it because of my dance?" He asked worriedly. You truly wished you could have been this innocent even blind... He was just too pure for this whole situation.
You shook your head after a bit of hesitation. "No, it's just.." with a forced smile you started explaining "I-I don't understand. You told me, that your radio was under a window.." your voice was weak and full of disappointment.
"But it is!" His face lightened up as he rushed to the corner pointing to a drawing. It poorly illustrated a closed window, probably Hedwig was the one who had drawn it. "See? It's closed -" he then flipped up the paper which now showed an opened one. "It's opened. Closed~ Opened~" With a wide grin he looked back to you.
These few innocent words of his have stabbed you like sharp knives. Every time he flipped that paper felt like one more stab into your core. The fact that your only escape has shattered has left you in unbelievable despair. This just had to be a dream.
A nightmare.
Suddenly though Hedwig turned back to you with a suspect in his eyes. "Wait a minute. Did you think that this window is real? S-So that you could go away? Et cetera?" He pointed to the drawing with a fragile voice. His faced showed betray and disappointment. You were screwed. It was the end, there was no use of lying at this point.
You couldn't take it anymore.
If you don't do something -ANYTHING-, you'll die here. And this was not between your plans. You had to throw away your self-esteem in order to get your partner's help. You quickly grabbed the shoulder of the boy, looking at him with begging eyes. "Hedwig, help me to get out of here!" he flinched as he realized how fragile your voice was. "I don't care how or in what way but..." tears started gathering in your eyes. With a shaky sigh, you continued "You need to find the keys a-and let me out of the door!" The grab on his shoulder loosened at your dying voice "...p-please..."
He let out a forced giggle as he was struggling with his words "B-But Ms.Patricia told me that nobody would make fun of me if the monster comes!" He smiled at you with a shrug "She said that everyone will see how cool I am and so those small stupid mistakes won't matter anymore!"
These words felt again like hot sharp knives as they were stabbing you once again. His voice started trembling though as he saw the tears flowing down on your cheeks. All the frustration that you had been forcing back the whole time has suddenly burst out. You couldn't keep them back anymore...
You saw it. It was clear that he didn't want to continue this conversation anymore. "M-maybe you should go back to your room." He said in a weak voice and tried to pass you by. No, no this can't be happening. You couldn't let him go. You've never been this close to the exit and never will. Now that he knew your plan, you couldn't expect any more chances.
You HAD to stop him at whatever cost.
"No, wait!!" You exclaimed, strongly grabbing his arm and not let him go. He cried out in pain as your fingers started squeezing his wrist but this didn't stop you. "Please, show me your Kanye West CDs!! Show me your room, show me your stuff!" You panted with heavy crying "But stay here with me, I don't want to leave!!" With a shaky sigh, you continued despairingly "You told me you want to show me something cool! What is it, Hedwig??"
"No, I don't want to! Let me go!!"
He resisted and repeated this order which you didn't pay attention to. He tried to protest with all of his strength but you were too desperate, you couldn't let him go. He broke the eye contact that you always built up again and again in order to say 'no' to you more easily. But you sobbingly grabbed his shoulder then his neck to draw back his attention towards you. At this point you were a crying, begging mess but you just didn't care until this helped you to avoid your horrible fate. "Please Hedwig, please show that to me!!" You cried in despair.
He couldn't take this anymore, it was just too much. "Alright!!" He shouted at you finally. With a great jerk, he escaped from your hold and rushed to the shelf to search for something. A few moments later he turned back to you with a mobile-ish object in his hands. "This is it!!" He exclaimed frustratedly then handed it to you. After taking it with a heavy swallow, he started strolling frustratedly. Now you could finally realize what it was.
It was a walkie talkie.
"Whoah.. this is cool." you said using that forced smile of yours. You may have sounded disappointed, but well, you were. It was just another trash again. You couldn't do anything with this either. And this fact almost made you cry again.
"It's not some toy." He explained firmly in a serious tone.
His statement startled you. What? What did he just say? "Is this real?"
"Yeah!" He nodded intensely. "It's.. Mr.Dennis's." he continued after a deep sigh "he doesn't even know that I stole it! It's just.. so cool isn't it?" He shrugged and looked at you hoping to get some actual responses. His words were shaky though, he knew that he was guilty and letting you see this stuff just made things worse. "You can listen to others and they don't even know that you can hear them."
With trembling move, you slowly tried to turn on the switch on the top of the little radio. "A-And who can hear this?" You whispered weakly.
"No, don't touch it!" He snapped at you, coming closer.
"I-I just check if it's working." You responded quietly then turned on the switch.
"No, no stop messing with those buttons! We'll be caught if you contin-" he tried to stop you, but a man started talking in the walkie talkie. He looked at you with serious fear and anger, hoping you get the signs and stay quiet.
Your heart was painfully pounding in your chest, you felt like you could collapse at any minute.
Your only chance was here.
You slowly lifted the object to your mouth and pressed the button "H-Hallo?" you said without fearing the consequence.
Hedwig's face became dark from one moment to another and quickly reached for the walkie talkie. "I'll hit you!" He cried in anger.
[Who's there??] Could be heard on the radio. You quickly slipped out of his hands and rushed towards the sofa. In order to stop him, you strongly slapped him on his face which made him cry out in pain. "Hello, hello my name's Casey Cooke I'm in a basement and I have been kidnapped!" You exclaimed trying to make you hearable despite the boy's sound.
[Who the heck is this??] s**t he didn't hear you! You have to try it again! At the moment you wanted to talk again, suddenly you saw Hedwig running towards you with a baseball bat. You could successfully dodge it before it could have hit you, so it crashed the sofa instead. The walkie talkie fell out of your hands, landing on it, but before you could have reached it again, Hedwig started suffocating you from behind by his the baseball bat. With a huge effort, you could barely escape from the squeeze at your stomach. The baseball bat fell behind the furniture letting you breathe, but without hesitation, you quickly jumped after your only hope.
[Hello??] The man exclaimed from the other side. It was your time. Don't mess this up now! "My name is Casey Cook!" You still tried to sound as clearly as possible in this hell. "I have been kidnapped, please, very please find me!"
[Betty are you there? This is not funny..] No, you couldn't give this up so easily. Not at this point. "Please call the police, I'm sure I'm near to you! They're keeping me in a basement or something like that!" You explained it to the stranger in growing despair. You didn't let off your guard as you were constantly watching your keeper on the other side of the room.
[Look, Betty, give Larry and Mitch my kind regards, oh and tell them that I've found that orange earphone of theirs.] For a minute, a shiver went through your spine. Even though this whole situation became riskier, you had to stay determined. "I-I don't know where I am!" You sighed, thinking hardly what else could you say "Th-there's a man, he kidnapped me, and he will kill me!"
You looked up from the walkie talkie, feeling that something is wrong. You stomach twisted as you saw the freezing expression of your captor. Hedwig was not here anymore.
Someone way more dangerous has come instead.
The stranger didn't answer, probably because of the sudden shock you caused to him. No, no, just go. With a broken voice, you continued. "I only have a few hours left." No answer, but the distance between you and your captor became less. He started coming slowly closer to you.
"Please."
No answer.
"I'm begging you..."
No answer...
.
.
.
"Save me."