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Kidnapped Debutante Chapter 3: The Diner
Wendy had no idea how long she stared into the darkness cowering and sobbing silently. She could feel the surface the van moved over change several times. Other then the noise of the van made, as it headed for some unknown destination was the constant knuckle cracking from the gorilla-man. When the van finally stopped and the cargo door was rolled up Wendy saw that it was in the middle of the night.
“Come on out Gor.” Cooed the gray-haired woman.
The moving van started rocking about and sprung up as the gorilla-man climbed out of the van. “Did Gor do good mommy?” Asked the gorilla-man once he was standing next to his mother.
“Yes, honey Gor was a very good boy. Gor was so good that he has earned four whole apples.” Cooed the gray-haired woman.
The gorilla-man squealed with excited delight as he took the apples the gray-haired woman was holding out to him. Wendy watched the gorilla-man pop one of the apples into his mouth whole like a grape and begin chewing on it.
“Now Gor, honey mommy is going to talk to Twat. Mommy is not mad at Gor so go ahead and eat your apples. Ok?”
“Ok, mommy.” Chirped the gorilla-man then popped another apple into his mouth.
“The gray-haired woman turned and face the cowering teen in the back of the van. “Get off that fucking lazy ass you worthless Twat and haul it out here; or I'll have my baby do it for you!” bellowed the gray-hair woman.
The terrified teen scrambled as fast as she could up off the floor of the moving van and scurried out of the van to stand shivering from fear next to the gray-hair woman.
“Move it Twat!”
Wendy stumbled forward as the gray-hair woman shoved her. In the light of the full moon that had past its zenith hours ago Wendy saw she was heading for a diner that looked rundown and abandoned. Just before entering the diner the gray-hair woman took down a lantern hanging next to the door and lit it.
In the dim glow of the lantern Wendy could see that indeed the diner had been abandoned. Busted tables and chairs were sprawled about. They and all of the surfaces were covered with a thick layer of grim and dust. Wendy was lead through the filthy place to a storage area that held a large walk-in freezer. The gray-hair woman shoved Wendy hard. The teen pitched forward and slammed onto the cold metal floor of the freezer.
“TWAT! I hope you love your new home! Because you are going to be here for a while!” Growled the gray-hair woman.
Before Wendy could respond the gray-hair woman slammed the freezer door closed plunging the teen into darkness once again. The young teen scrambled up off the floor and rushed to the door. Her hands swept across the surface of the door but she was unable to locate any type of release mechanism to open the door. Using all of her strength she pushed and pounded with her small fists against the door. After several futile minutes of trying to open the freezer door Wendy slowly slid back down to the floor and begin sobbing as she gave up trying to open the freezer door.
Wendy didn't know how long she sat sobbing as she leaned against the unyielding freezer door; but when she finally did stop crying she began exploring her dark prison. By touch alone Wendy discovered that the freezer was 10'X12' area with shelving along three of its walls. During her exploration Wendy discovered a thin mattress on a shelf along the freezer's back wall. After completely exploring her small cell and not finding anything else the distraught teen worked her way back to the back of the freezer and climb onto the mattress she found. She coiled up into a fetal position and cried herself to sleep.
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