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want to help b-but I can’t right n-now. They’re close b-behind me. Just d-do what they w-want.” He turned and rushed out the door, closing it behind him.
    S he sat staring at the closed door. She had to get out of here. She walked around the room examining the walls. They were all made of concrete with cracks spidering the walls. She must be in an old building and her mind wandered back to the conversation she had with Scott at Genesee.
    “Scott had been wearing dark blue pants and a t-shirt.” She said to herself now realizing why the man’s clothes seemed familiar to her. “What was it he told me about the place? Yes, that it was an old prison camp, w ith hidden tunnels and passageways.” She stopped walking. “Was I kidnapped from the resort? Is that why he said he wanted to help me? Is he from the resort?” B efore she could reflect anymore, the door opened again.
    It walked in. He surely could not be human. The dark clothing he wore only enhanced the redness of his skin. His shirt looked like it would explode off him if he made the wrong move. He had a look of rage that s eemed to be permanently etched i n to his face. He did not say a word and walked straight for her. His heart struggl ing to pump fast enough to carry his enlarged body was apparent by the heavy breathing that was audible from across the room. She knew this was not someone she should fight , one hit from him she feared would kill her , but she was not going to go down without a fight.
    “Please don’t hurt me, I just want to go home,” Louise stood ready to defend herself.
    “Home? This is your home now”. He stepped closer to her.
    “No!  This is n ot my home!” She shouted at him. “ I need to g o home to my kids, they need me.” She stood firm trying to anticipate his move . He lifted his arm toward her and she flinched pulling her arms together to block her face. He did not hit her and she relaxed, lowering her arms. She noticed the door open behind him and made a run for it.
    “No, I don’t think so, Megan. He grabbed the back of her shirt as she tried to get past him. “You’re not going anywhere.”
    Gasping for air, she managed to get out. “My name is not Megan.”
    He tossed her aside and left the room; closing the door behind him. She lay on the floor catching her breath. Her tears falling without effort, she sat up, pulled her knees to her chest, and rocked back and forth. After some time, when her tears had dried, she lies on the floor and f a ll s asleep.
     
     
    She woke at the sound of the door. She sat up and saw it was the first man that walked in earlier. She got up and ran to him.
    “Please help me. Get me out of here. Are you from the resort?” She grabbed his arm.
    “I-I can’t right now. H-Here, I brought y-you something to eat.” She noticed the brown paper bag he had brought in. “I-It’s not m-much but it’s better than n-nothing.” He handed her the bag and when she did not take it, he put it on the floor and turned to leave.
    “No, please don’t leave. At least tell me where I am.” She tried reaching for him but he pulled his arm out of her grasp and walked out the door.
    She went and looked in the bag; it was a peanut butter and jelly sandwich . She wanted to toss it aside but her stomach encouraged her to eat it. She did not realize how hungry she was until she took the first bite. When she went for what she thought was her second bite, the sandwich was gone. She ate it to quick and now her stomach churned. She lay down on the floor and curled up in a ball. Just as she was ready to doze off a fire alarm went off. She jumped up. Her stomach did not agree with the sudden moment and she threw up the sandwich she just ate. After he stomach settled, s he made her way to the door and waited. When no one came, she pounded on the door despite knowing, from her earlier attempt, that surely no one could hear her. She beat the door again until her hands bled and when she stopped, the alarm