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EMILY’S POV

The GPS directed me to an abandoned warehouse, I tried calling the number back but it wasn't going through. The call went through at the third ring, “Hello? Are you sure you gave me the right address?” I asked, eagerly as the thought of being alone scared me.

“Emm..I can't seem to hear you,” the person said. Then the phone went dead.

‘What the hell is that?’I muttered,staring at my phone with disbelief. I got out of the car to look for reception when I felt strong arms grab me from behind and cover my nostrils and blinding my vision. I struggled to wiggle my arms out of the firm grip but my strength failed me.

I felt myself being led to a seat on a metal chair. My wrist and ankles were tied to the chair,pain shot through my hands as the rope cut through my skin.

The sound of steps attracted my ears, “Who is there? Please let me go. What do you want from me?”I pleaded to my abductors.