One Day

A Story by Diamonddragon88

'Do not plagarize the story or characters, and do not edit without my written consent. '

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PART 1
August 13th, 2014

2:00 PM, Central Time Zone

The blindfold tied around my head dug into my skin, leaving the area around my eyes numb and senseless. Not that I minded, anyways. I liked how it felt anyways. What I didn't like was the fact that the room was eerily quiet. Memories of what had happened earlier flooded back to me, as if they were a river.

It had all started out so innocently. We had gotten a call from an anonymous source about a disturbance at the old mill downtown. Being the only detectives on duty, I, Elliott, and Penny decided the 3 of us would go investigate. What we didn't realize was the fact that it was an ambush. A kidnapping.

The second we stepped in the door of the mill, we were knocked unconscious by some goons. That's how we ended up here, tied up. I could hear one of the goons walking in, talking on what I assumed to be his     walkie-talkie. "Yeah Boss, they're tied up nice and neat. We should be able to get a nice amount of cash in exchange for the three of 'em." I could hear him turn off the walkie, and shuffle over towards another person. I heard a loud thud as the goon kicked them, and a loud moan. It sounded like Elliott.

"The boss says he's gonna get some nice cash for the three of ya'. Who's in charge now?" Before I could say something, the sound of a blade erupted the silence, followed by a deep gurgling sound. I was shaking. A few minutes went by, and suddenly, I felt someone untie the ropes that had bound my hands. I quickly took off my blindfold, to see a bloodcovered Elliott, holding the rope in his hands. "Didn't think I came prepared, moron?" He chuckled, tossing the rope on the ground. "What happened?" I said, fear shaking my voice. Elliott looked around, and pointed towards a large dark shape on the ground. I quickly recognized the guard who had ambushed us before, his throat slit as if a knife had cut it. "I off-ed him. What do you think happened?"

Elliott walked over to where Penny was bound, and quickly untied her as well. Surprisingly, she was just managing to wake up. "What the hell happened...?" She said, shaking her head to ward away the grogginess. "We got kidnapped. Elliott smuggled a picketknife in and freed us," I said, optimism perking in my voice. "We can get out of here now!" Penny quickly looked around, and grabbed the phone out of the pocket of the now deceased goon. She dialed what I assumed to be 911, and stepped off into a seperate room, her voice frantic.

"My god, how did this day go so wrong?" Elliott said, wiping his hands off on a curtain. "Classy Elliott. Just classy," Penny said as she poked her head out of the room. "Shut up for a minute, I'm just wiping my hands off. It's not like anyone will miss these curtains anyways," Elliott said, laughter in his voice. Penny playfully glared at him a second, and then hung up the phone. "The operator said the police are already on their way. We'll be fine!"

Our cheerful mood was interrupted by a loud banging on the metal door that lead to the outside.

"WHAT'S GOING ON IN THERE? I HEARD SOME COMMOTION, JOHNSON." I'm sure the color drained from our faces, as we recognized that voice from anywhere. It was the voice of the gangleader himself.

And he didn't sound too happy.

Part 2
COMING SOON.