(sorry for dissapearing, you guys. I had some stuff to deal with. I'm going to rework my first post ^^)
The sun had shown bright through the giant maple leaves. The succulent heavy weighted bark coated the massive trunks of the maples. The Burch trees had turned ash white. They were scabbing and peeling away, revealing their summer shin. Daffodils were scattered among tulips, Gold on purple. The grass seemed sharp, tiny knives, killer green. As she walked past the scenery filled with mint leaves and ruby flowers her feet stepped over crumbling blacktop.
Her name is Kendall, a beautiful young woman the wonderful age of 25. Her luxurious brown hair waved behind her in the crisp wind. Eyes of glass shined green and full of dignity. She carried herself well, walking strongly and at a pace that defined her as the woman she was. She could finally see her house.
She neared her driveway, the sun hidden by the roof of her abode. She saw her dog Roxo scratching at the firm screen door. Roxo's tongue hung out of his long slender mouth. His brown and black coat covered his tall skinny frame. It was amazing how he know her from other people. His long bony tail wagged excitedly. He whined and scratched frantically at the door separating them. There was something different about these whimpers and this attempt to reach her. What was wrong?
She could hear the cars on the street, turning to go home.
It frightened her, made her mind wander. Did that car disappear? Magic maybe? It went back into history, possibly to change the future for the better. Roxo's barking awoke her from here content place in her own head. I was a truck directly behind her, a man holding a long flat board.
Kendall saw in the reflection of her glossy mailbox what awaited her; she choked on her own saliva before everything went black.
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Kendall was awake, but she was wished she wasn't. Her long brown hair fell around her face in thick tendrils, framing her delicate features. The air was thick and for some reason, smelt of chemicals she couldn't recognize. The bars were cold against her back, even through her leather work jacket.
"hello?"
From the other side of the room she heard a small voice calling out. No doubt someone else that had been taken against their will. Why was this happening, and what was the strange bottles of liquid that hung on the sides of her cage? Kendall strained her neck to see, but couldn't get a view of the other side because of the large whirring computer set in the middle, it's wide screens and heavy console took up a dark, circular space in the middle of the room.
"I'm here! What's happening?!" She didn't expect an answer to her question, but asking made her feel slightly better. A male voice added to the calls from the other side of the room, making her even more worried. How many people were in here exactly?
A bright light shown from the right of the computer, what looked like a double door opening up and making way for two tall framed shadows to enter. Kendall crawled to the back of her prison, feeling her heart thump nervously against her chest. She tried to hide in the shadows, but it was in vein, whimpering as the shapes loomed over her.
There was a sudden twinge of pain in her shoulder, a long rod had entered the iron bars of the cage from the side; jabbing her while her eyes were distracted to the front. Kendall's body quickly went numb, feeling ice spread through her veins and droop her face into a melted scowl. Her mind screamed as she slumbed against the ground, listening as the cage was opened and her body was dragged out; only to be strapped down to a cold metal table.
The spectors began wheeling her out of the room, mind and eyes blurring as the crossed the threshold of the door and she went blank.
The door behind them locked electronically, setting a security system and turning off the rest of the light in the room, leaving everyone else in the black.
