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My name is Roger, Roger Stuarts. I used to live a normal life, a school boy, age 16. That all changed on that one day, everything was normal, just chilling in Science Class, trying to catch up on some Zzzzz's I missed the night before. Just as I was beginning to drift off, SHLA-POW! The door opens softly... "SHLA-POW!" is a bad word to describe the opening of the door, but the meaning behind the opening of the door is worthy of that "SHLA-POW!". In fact, I think that "SHLA-POW!" is a bit of an understatement. The creaking sound it made was irregular to the monotone voice of the professor and the occasional squeaks of him drawing on the whiteboard. I jumped up, startled. It was the headmaster, thinking that this was just a classroom inspection, I go back to falling asleep, that is until he calls out my name, "Roger?". I look up, "Yes sir?", "I need to have word with you, can you come to my office?" Confused, I stand up and reply, "s-sure". Nervously, I walk out of the door as the professor continues his monotone speech. "Have I done anything wrong?", I ask. No reply, he looks distraught. I am wondering why he is so on edge. I speak up, "You look pale sir, is something wrong?". Startled by the question he replies, "No, nothing, I am just... tired, yeah, I am tired...". His last word trails off into the distance down the bright blue corridor.

We begin to reach the end of the hallway were the double doors are wide open, welcoming whoever the next visitor may be. He walks into the room in a quick pace. Why all the rush to talk to me, I wonder. I step into is office... BAM! Lights go out, I can feel a soft fabric being put over my head when they do, that's when I realize, it wasn't the lights, someone had thrown a bag over my head, I struggle with the captor until, I feel a vicious smash across my head. I fall to the ground. My eyes slowly closing until I go unconscious.

What feels like two seconds, but was probably much much more. I open my eyes to the sound of loud gunshot and screams. I open my eyes to find myself in small room with white walls. Well more like half a room with white walls, the other side was wide open revealing a concealed area in the middle of a forest. I look around and see men in white trench coats walking towards me. "Sir, you must come with us now", one says. "But I have no clue as the what the hell is going on, I was told never to accept a ride with strangers." I reply. "We will explain it to you on the way to our headquarters", he says. "I would rather not get raped thank you" I said. "Very funny sir, but if you do not oblige to coming along with us, than we will take you by force", another man said. "I have had enough kidnappings for one day, thank you", I reply. "That was eight days ago", he says. I stand there frozen, eight days?!? My Mom must be worried sick! "Screw this, bag him and run, we are running out of time.". My instincts bring me back to reality. Hearing what they said I jump back, and turn to run. Before I can, they have me by the neck and stuff me in a large sack. I see a large man, built with strength walk up and close the bag, I can feel myself get picked up and carried away.

To Be Continued.