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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Seabass’ Diary…Day 111…Taken…

August 27, 2016-I didn’t know if I believed myself or not. In actuality, Simba’s reaction was on par…I couldn’t blame him for freaking out, I wanted to as well but I had to keep calm for the both of us. I needed a level head to figure this out and to ensure our safety.

“Where is Henri? Please tell me he’s not here anymore!” Simba said. I stared at Simba for a second and time stood still. I felt as though I was watching myself from outside of my body. “I…uh…uh…” We raced back to where I had left the small, stupid human and slammed on the brakes. I almost fell head over heels because I stopped so suddenly. I peeked around the corner and there was no trace of the small, stupid human…it didn’t make sense! She couldn’t have vanished into thin air…panic filled my heart and I started to worry. “She’s not here! Where is she?” Simba said. He was starting to hyperventilate, after all, the small human was his best friend in the whole world. He had every reason to panic.

I noticed that a few items had been knocked off of the table. It was strange and it looked like there had been a struggle. I sniffed around the table and noticed a rag on the floor. I crept a little closer and stopped in my tracks. Chloroform. I could identify that smell anywhere! It had been part of my military training; I was thankful that it had been or I would have been in enormous danger. Simba stood beside me, “What is it?! Where is SHE?!” I bowed my head and said, “She’s been taken.”


Seabass’ Diary…Day 70…Taken…

June 29, 2016-“I know I am the chosen one but where will they take me?” I asked Caleb. “You will be taken to the heist that the human has planned and you will be used to steal a very rare diamond…they have been planning this for months! I know that they have been waiting for the right man for the job…that just happens to be you.” I stared at him for a moment and tried to piece things together but I couldn’t quite make it fit, “Explain what you mean by me being the right man for the job,” I said. Caleb lowered his head said solemnly, “They’ve been waiting for a black cat.”

The animals in the room were still gathered around us; I took the opportunity to go over the plan once again. “Does everyone know what they are supposed to do?” I asked as the animals nodded in unison, “Let’s do a quick re-cap just to be sure…our lives literally depend on it.” It was hard for me to depend on others’ abilities to save me from any situation let alone a life or death one but what choice did I have. I had to take a chance not only for me but for Simba.

Night fell quickly and Edgardo and his henchmen returned to the room…little did they know that we had devised a plan of attack. The animals turned and stared as the tall, thin human entered the room and said, “Bring me the Chosen One!” Callisto grabbed my hand and whispered, “Don’t be afraid! We are counting on you to save us!” I looked at her and squeezed her hand, “I will never let you down!” and I was taken by the human.

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