The suivant Morning
Michael was the first one to wake up. He turned and looked at Janelle, who was still asleep. He looked at the table, tableau clock and saw that it was almost 11am. He turned back to Janelle and tapped her on the shoulder.
"Janelle? salut Janelle, it's time to wake up." He whispered.
She moved slightly, but didn't wake up. Michael got out of the lit carefully and stretched and went over to Janelle's side. He put his hand on her shoulder and shook her a little.
"Janelle? Wake up, Janelle. It's 11am."
She still wouldn't wake up. He leaned down and kissed her cheek and she woke up.
"AH!" She screamed...

It was another jour without Michael. Wait until it's a year. My phone rung "Hello. This is depression you're calling. What toi want?" I groaned "Hey , single lady. It's Danny." He answered. I quickly hung up the phone. It rung again "What do toi want from me?" I moaned "I got something for toi , babe." He a dit as I quickly woke up "First. I'm not your babe. Secondly. What did toi get?" I asked as he chuckled "I'm coming over today." He whispered as I looked at the phone like: The fuck. I hung up and stayed in lit drinking a glass of Whiskey as the door opened "Danny , what have toi brought...

I looked around the warehouse. It was spacious and big with a broken windows and broken glass on door. There were rats scattering around the corners and nibbling on dead rats and squeaking. I looked up at one of the guys "My name's Carmine." He a dit as he took his couteau and softly caressed my cheek again , I looked the other way while he grabbed my face "Don't be such a bitch. I might cut off your pretty face." He pushed my head back while his assistant , brung a bucket of water "Here toi go." He a dit as he gave Carmine the bucket. He dumped the water on me then untied me from the chair and...