Tapping a finger on his gun the mad studied the screens before him. All hooked up to trail cams around a circle in the clearing. On each tree was tied the young people with tight rope. The first test. He would leave them during the night awaiting eagerly for tomorrow. If they failed to escape by 12:00 tomorrow. He would have a few errands to run, ending their short lives and finding a free more promising candidates. With a smile he shut off the computers and sighed with glee. “Tomorrow kiddies...” he breathed.
Aspen tapped her phone with a finger. Fear was written all over her face. She had been missing Santiago for a long time now, he hadn’t texted her, called her or anything. Not only this but he had been missing from school for so long... the girl ran her hands through her head and just sat that way at her desk in her room. Than she opened her phone and began scrolling through her images. She paused looking at a particular one. With a sniffle she began to cry and threw herself onto her bed hugging into her blankets and sobbing