I set up CandyLand for me and my parents to play for a Game night when I hear urgent knocking on the door.
"Mom! The door!"
"Yes honey I can hear."
I smile. Mom is the joker around the house.
As my mom goes to check the door, I crane my neck to see all the details. And they weren't good.
BIg men in What looked like FBI suits, talk to my mom in very low whispers. And with each word, her face grows ashen. I grow worried and sneak away to my happy place n the house. The storage under the stairs.
It's so hidden that even my parents forget it's there.
I crawl into the door with no time to spare because the big scary men start stoping throughout the house.
" Find her and bring her to me!" a big-voiced guy boomed in the hallway.
Me. They are looking for me.
I open my eyes to find nothing but a bed and a gray ceiling and gray walls. Nothing else. This place has absolutely no taste. I complain as I try to get my bearings.
I feel like talking to Vicky so I reach deep into my mind to pull her out of hiding.
I grasp nothing.
I start to panic. Vicky never leaves me. I try a different tactic.
" Vicky?"
Nothing. absolutely nothing!
" Bien, putain!"
I pace around the room and end up finding a button.
I push it and I am rewarded with a nice voice asking me if I am hungry. I grow curious and say yes even though I am not hungry.
Soon, a cute looking guy comes into my room with a platter in one hand, and a dessert in the other.
My stomach growls and I laugh.
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