Video Feed Series (Chapter 4 Willow)

They lead me through the darkness. Every so often I pass a dim light like the one outside, but usually we’re walking in complete darkness. We walk in silence, not because I want to. If I weren’t being threatened I would scream until my throat turns red. My hands shake with fear.

            “Where are we going?” I finally ask. No one answers. What made me think they would? “Where are we going?” I ask again. Again no answer. Time to get annoying. “Where arrre weeee, where arrrrre weeeee, where arrrrrre weeeee goinnnnng?” I sing.

            “Shut up!” Red snaps, and it’s quiet again. At first I was keeping track of where we were going, but after the thirtieth turn I lost track. It’s dark, creepily, freaky, scary darkness. Wait a second it’s dark, they can’t see me. I take a few steps to the left and they’ll walk right past me. I will be able to run away.

            I take three steps to the left and hit a wall. The wall is cold and muddy, but I cling onto it for dear life. I hear Red’s footsteps stop and Lane bump into him with an “oof”.

            “Dude why’d you-“ Lane starts.

            “Shhh…” I can feel my heartbeat beat in every muscle in my body. Red puts his hand on the wall next to my head.

            “Holy cow! The girl!” Lane remembers. Red grabs my arm and pulls me back in between him and Lane.

            “Is right here!” he sticks his other hand in front of my face. “You better not do that again.” He growls. I pull my arm out of his grip, but he pins me to the ground as soon as I do.

            “Filthy mutant freak!” I yell.

            “Shut up!” he yells, “I’m on my last nerve with you. You better shut up and follow us if you know what’s good for you!”

            “Red, relax.” Lane says. Red let’s me up, but I stay on the ground. I don’t want to get up. Unfortunately being a kidnap victim I don’t get what I want. Lane pulls me up to my feet. 

            “Get away from me!” I yell. Lane takes a step back.

            “Oh princess Willow doesn’t get her way.” Red yells, “Welcome to the real world! People don’t get everything they want here. Deal with it. Lane keep a hold of her.” Lane grabs my arms and pulls them behind my back, and we continue through the tunnels.

            As we walk I get more and more frightened. After a while I can no longer keep quiet. “Are you gonna kill me?” I whisper. No one answers, confirming my fear: they’re gonna kill me.

It’s amazing they don’t get lost in these tunnels. It’s too dark to see the turns and there’s no real difference between two tunnels. However they do it they do it in silence. The only thing that let’s me know there’s still people in the world is the arms that hold my shaking hands behind my back and our footsteps tapping on the floor.

A normal person would cry, but the situation doesn’t seem real enough to cry. In the back of my mind this is a dream. I’ll wake up in my giant bed tomorrow morning. Only I won’t. Tomorrow morning I’ll be dead on the floor, in a pool of my own blood.

The blue haired one, Red, is humming something. An old nursery rhyme, what was it called, three blind mice? It’s kind of creepy, like your executor singing Twinkle Twinkle little star before he drops the axe on your head.

“Would you stop that!” Lane finally yells. Red hums louder. Who are these two? They act like children. “Please stop, Red, it’s annoying.” Red laughs, but he stops humming.

“Where are we going?” I ask again. No one answers. I take a deep breath and try to think of something happy, but I can’t. All I can think of is escape. Am I faster than these idiots? Could I stomp on Lane’s foot and run? Is it worth the danger it could put me in. Wait, if they’re gonna kill me anyway…

I stomp on Lane’s foot, hard. He let’s a scream loose and his grip loosens. I shove him out of my way and run in the opposite direction.

Unfortunately Red is faster than me. He is also stronger and heavier. After a few yards of running something falls on top of me. That thing is Red, I can feel his breath on the back of my neck as he gets into a proper pin.

“Nice try, princess.” He snarls. Something drips out of my nose; blood. I hear Lane’s footsteps as he runs toward us. A set of fingers touch my neck and I’m out. At least I won’t be awake when they stab me.

Being knocked out is no more fun the second time. I wake up disoriented with a slight pain in my stomach. It takes a second for me to realize where exactly I am. It’s still dark so I’m in the tunnels still, but I’m not being dragged. Suddenly my ears work again and I hear a song. An old nursery rhyme: the cat and the fiddle. Now I know where I am. I’m indignantly swung over Red’s shoulder.

            I scream and bang on Red’s back, but he doesn’t drop me. I’d be fine if it were Lane, he doesn’t act like he wants to kill me. I mean he probably does, but he doesn’t show it.

            I kick and scream until I can’t anymore. I lay calmly on his shoulder.

            “Finally out of steam?” he asks. I give a sigh as my answer. We pass through a light and I catch a glimpse of Lane. A small stream of blood drips from his nose. Sadly even with a bloody nose he’s handsome. It’d be easier to focus on my own preservation if he weren’t hot.

            “What happened to your nose?” I ask as we enter the darkness.

            “You pushed me into a wall.” He growls.

            “You kidnapped me.” I say defiantly.

            “Completely different circumstances.” Red says.

            “How so?” I ask.

            “Self preservation versus the preservation of others.” How is kidnapping the preservation of others? I’m confused, but I keep quiet. No reason to make them angrier.

It’s quiet for a while, but we keep walking. Well, not really. Red is still carrying me. I asked him to let me down, but he answered with “Not gonna happen princess.” The lights are getting more and more frequent, and I can here voices. Which either means I’m crazy, or we’re getting closer to the mutant civilization. It also means I’m getting closer to death. I sigh and try to accept my upcoming demise.