Seabass’ Diary…Day 126…Missing

October 17, 2016-Before I could get three steps away from the truck, a black van squealed into the parking lot. I immediately recognized the silhouette in the window of the van and my blood ran cold; I rushed to get back inside the truck but it was too late. I was scooped up, put in a duffel bag and brought to the back of the building.

I shuddered with fear. I wished I could go back, back to a time where life inside the prison was much simpler and the only thing I had to worry about was world domination, now I was completely consumed with survival. I felt short of breath and tried my very best to keep from passing out.

I could feel myself being carried and I hoped that I would be able to get a glimpse of where I was going. I scratched at the inside of the duffel bag and heard a SLAM that sounded like a heavy door shutting. “You showed up…” a familiar voice said. “I’m here for my wife…” that was the voice of MY HUMAN! I must have been transported inside of the building.

I held my breath and listened but the sound of my heart beating in my ears made it hard to hear anything. “Did you bring the ransom?” the voice asked. “Yes, it’s in the bag,” my human said. “Really?” the female voice said, “That’s strange because I think you’re lying to me.” There was a beat of silence before my human said, “Where is my wife…I want to see her before I give you the ransom. I want to know that she’s ok!”

“Oh I don’t think that’s necessary…I’m going to be honest with you since you won’t be truthful with me…your wife isn’t here,” the voice said. “WHERE IS SHE?” my human demanded. The familiar voice laughed maniacally and said, “Ah…patience. You’ll find out soon enough.”

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