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symphony. But from the front of the van, and around it, there
was no sound to be heard. Pure, crisp, deep silence. It was far more terrifying
than any loud, shrieking cacophony could have been. The suspense, the anxiety,
were unbearable to the friends.
    Finally, a rustling sound from beyond the van asserted
itself in the silence. The friends tightened their grips around each other,
drawing in like a single organism. The rustling congealed into footsteps, and
many of them. All around the van, they could hear people assembling. It was
just as with their abduction in that faithful old car of Anna’s, where they’d
just been enjoying each other without a care in the world. How ridiculous it
now seemed to take advantage of freedom so callously. How shameful to take
freedom for granted and still be hedonistic little freeloaders with one thing
on their mind.
    But the thrust of self-criticism was cut short in their
collective mind as the lock clicked in the van door. Their eyes shot toward the
spot where the sound had emanated from. There, a crack of light, or of a paler
shade of dark, ripped open the blackness. The crack grew into a chasm, which
became a gulf. It wasn’t bright beyond the door, but anything was brighter that
pitch darkness, and the friends squinted toward the point of entry. They needed
to see what lay beyond and were terrified to know once and for all.
    No one spoke, beyond that threshold. The friends could sense
people standing all around them, but nobody budged from their places around the
van. The suspended moment stretched on, excruciatingly. Finally, a dark mass, a
body, made its way closer toward the friends. They recoiled collectively,
scampering toward the back of the van. This mad dash incited the worst sound
any of them could have dreaded to hear: a single, barking laugh. This was sport
to whoever was beyond the van, and that was something to be feared, indeed. The
laugh spread from one figure to the next, until a chorus of voices rose up in
laughter all around them.
    Riding the waves of laugher, the figures closed ranks. They
climbed up over the lip of the van and took hold of the friends, tearing them
from each others’ embrace. A dozen people at least fell up the foursome,
wrapping limbs from limbs, prying the friends from each other. In their
weakened states, they could do little to protest. They were carried away, each
alone, out of that horrible van. Addison felt four sets of hands grasp her
body, hoist her into the air. They were carrying her away. As she cleared the
van, she looking up and caught a brief view of the sky.
    The stars shone bright a clear above their heads as they
came into the cold night air. The sudden sight of space, the towering sky, made
a lump rise in Addison’s throat. She’d half expected to perish in that van,
waiting to see what he fate would be. A simple glimpse of the sky seemed like
the greatest luxury in the world right now. The friends, too exhausted to
resist, went limp in the arms of their captors. Even Grayson, the brute, was
too drained and shocked to put up a fight.
    Addison glanced in the direction they were heading and
gasped. Towering before them was the most beautiful mansion she had ever set
eyes upon. No, it was more than a mansion. It was some kind of estate out in
the middle of nowhere. All around them were cresting hills, as if miles and
miles of space separated them from any other human being. She wouldn’t have
been surprised if that were the case.  The structure itself was massive
and sprawling, with columns and turrets and towering archways. It was something
out of Versailles, she thought. She wondered if the same fate that befell the
occupants of that fated palace would be waiting for her.
    The dozens captors marched the friend toward the front
entryway of the mansion. As they climbed the steep staircase, the heavy front
doors swung open. To the friends horror, fifty more figures were waiting just
inside. Addison realized for the first time