Kidnapped

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It's been 2 whole hours since Minho left, where is he? My nervousness was rising. Me and Adrian started cleaning the bed sheets because we don't want to sleep on blood. The water in the sink worked fine to use, almost all the soap was dried up but enough to clean. "Adrian is that all the sheets? In a minute can you get the drapes?" I scrubbed as hard as I could on the stains, its only 20% working. Adrian nodded and handed me more soap. "Is it working?" She pulled herself on the counter to see more of what Im doing. She crawled over where the sink was. "Almost, It might be gone in a few moments." I started to drain the water and take the sheets out. "Its going to take a while for it to dry, can you go find something I can hang these up with?" Adrian jumped off the counter and started to look around. I was getting really nervous about Minho, I have to call him. I slipped my phone out of my pocket and dialed his number. The phone rang a few times all the way to 6 rings. No answer, just went strait to voice mail. I hung up and redialed, "OOOWWW!!!" Adrian screamed, I hung up and ran to her. I went into the bedroom and saw her crying, sitting on the floor. My eyes widen. "Adrian are you ok?!" My voice cracked, she pointed at her foot. Cut open with giant pieces of glass sticking out of it. "Oh my god, how did this happen?" She pointed over by the window, I walked over carefully and moved the curtains. The whole window shattered in pieces, all over the floor. I picked her up bridle style and took her downstairs, Taemin might have the first aid kit. I walked slowly on down stairs to the lobby, no one was there. Now Im really confused. I walked around the lobby for a while, my eyes spotted Taemin and Jinki outside talking to ... ... middle of paper ... ...hind me. I started to shake. Jinki backs up next to me, I face him as 2 men walk out in front of us. Jinki got his gun and shot several times. Each bullet slipped out of place, missing them by 2 inches. A man in a black tank top caught 2 between his figures and threw it back at Jinki. Strait threw his shoulders and chest. Paralyzed, Jinki fell on his knees. I panicked, I started to run back to the hotel as fast as I could. "KEY GET HER!" One of the men yelled behind me. I sprinted faster as he pulled my arm back almost pulling it out of the socket. I fell back head hitting concrete first. I looked up seeing a man with hair messed up and a black turtle neck. He punt me hard right in the face making me scream. The pain grew bigger as blood escaped. The other one came up behind him and sprayed a watery substance in my mouth, I went drowsy as my sight turned black.

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