~Genre: Fiction, mystery and fantaisie :)~
Chapter 35
        Qualities of a hero
    “I brought toi your favori foods, deserts, etc. Should hold toi for awhile.” Jess says, handing me a steamy plate.
    “What are toi planning on doing, Jess?” I ask, confused, but grateful she wasn’t starving us. “What’s your motive?”
    “Sorry, can’t give toi all of my secrets, you’ll know soon,” Jess paused. “But right now, eat, strengthen your bones.”
    I take a bite, it’s delicious. “I just don’t understand.”    
    Jess pats my head. “You will one day.”
    She walks up the stairs and closes the door, and I continue eating, not even caring if she poisoned it because it tasted so good. I ponder my thoughts, Jess was planning something, it had to be.
    But what?
    I freeze when I hear the front door slam a few minutes later, and I carefully place my hand on the mur to get a vibe if Jesica was still here. No vibe at all. This was my chance!
    I carefully and quietly tiptoed up the stairs, put the key in the lock and twisted it in any ways. I smiled when I heard a click, and I opened the door. Bingo! Finally I was out of the basement!
    I closed the door quietly and looked at the nice place. It was beautiful, in a sinister kind of way. First their was light, then their was dark. A vase held a bunch of dead fleurs while a beautifully colorful carpet lay on the floor. I made my way across quickly, replaying Jess’s words of where the girl’s were.
    Serache’s in the basement, Meredith’s Friends in a room, and Meredith herself the kitchen.
    I look for the cuisine it takes sometime but I do find Meredith out cold tied up, hands tied to legs, looking very painful. I hurry to get the cuisine couteau and start sawing off the ropes, it takes time but since I’m persisten and stubborn it takes faster than normal.
    Meredith’s eyes flutter open, upon seeing me, and seeing that I was taking the ropes off, her eyes feel with relief as tears prick at the corner. I take the tape off her mouth and she silently coughs. I help her up, and help her walk on her unsteady feet.
    “Were going to get the other’s,” I whisper and she nods.
    It was difficult for the stairs, but Meredith managed, I think it actually helped her better. We check the rooms, and sure enough, Meredith’s Friends are tied together. I use the same couteau to saw it off, and Meredith helps.
    We get the ropes off the two girl’s and there plus easy on their feet, they get up and help Merdith while they follow me to the basement, where I find Serache. Meredith makes a small whimper out of how Serache looks.
    Her hair was gone of the bubble gum pink, resotred to it’s normal rich dark blonde color, her eyes look swollen as she sleeps peacefully. Her body covered in bruises. I rip off the ropes with the couteau and she doesn’t budge.
    “Serache?” I inquire softly, shaking her gently. “Serache?”
    Meredith gets on the floor and crawls to us. “Sercahe wake up, we can get out. Serache?”
    My fingers start to shake, and I put my head on her chest trying to hear a heartbeat, then I put shaking fingers to her neck, in the certain spot. Meredith reads my face.
    “No! No! Serahce?! Serache?! Wake up! Please! toi can’t leave me!” Meredith breaks off crying, and I hold her as the sobs rock her.
    It was too late to help her, but I vowed for her that I would get the rest of these out safely.
    I realize her Friends aren’t crying, they don’t even look sad ou shocked, just bored. One of them squirms. “Can we go now?”
    I help Meredith up and she glares at them. “Were going to call the police, where’s a phone?”
    “I saw one in the room,” one of her Friends answer.
    I take a deep breath as I glance at Serahce, feeling tears form in my eyes again but I quickly follow the girl’s into the room. But I don’t get the chance to step foot in it when I freeze in terror at the noise.
    A key opening a door. The front door to be exact.
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