Kristina shook Shade's hand, then led her to a sitting room.
"We can talk in here. Please sit down. And please, call me Kristina."

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"All right then, Kristina." Shade smiled and sat down on the couch, facing Kristina. "Well, here is the start. I am so very sorry for your lost and one of the first things I want to tell you is do not contact the F.B.I. They will be no help to you." She knew that Mrs. Rage would disagree and paused in case she wanted to comment.

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"Christian? You're here?" Dominic said. He squinted a moment as the faint light came on. He looked around. He and his siblings were in a large room. It had concrete walls and floors. It was empty except for a table in one corner and a couple of threadbare rugs on the floor. Dominic shakily climbed to his feet. He didn't think he was injured, but he felt a little lightheaded.

((is the room ok?))

(sounds good to me!)

Emmeline walked shakily on her foot.
"Any one injured?" She asked, "Come here if you are."

She proceeded to tear a long strip of one of the rugs and wrapped her ankle/

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Laura closed her eyes, blinded when the lights went on. Her forehead hurted, but she didn't realize it. Slowly, she opened her eyes again. She founded herself in a corner of the room. Laura tried to stand up, but she went dizzy and fell back on the floor. She pressed her hand against her forehead. "Whe...Where are we?" she asked with fear, however she knew nobody could answer her question.

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"I'm not sure." Emmeline said, "Probably a storage room in a warehouse of sorts."

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And Kristina did comment, "How do you know that the F.B.I. won't help us? Usually that would be the first person to be called in a situation like this..."

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Annalett looked around the room and went over to Domonic and Laura, the two youngest of the group.
"Are you two okay?"

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Laura looked up as she heard Annaletts voice. She looked at her with fear in her eyes, still pressing her hand against her head. "My head hurts", she whispered. She put her hand down and noticed blood from her head on it. She got afraid and whimpered: "I want to go to mom, I don't want to stay here, I'm scared here."

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(sry! had a lot going on w/ school & stuff. but i'm here now!! lol OK, my charrie's Kris, & she's 14, just 2 refresh ur guys' memories. lol ok here i go...)

Kris was dimly aware of people talking. But it sounded very quiet, & muffled. She slowly opened her eyes. Her head hurt, as did everything else on her body. She slowly tried to sit up, but cried out in pain, and immediately lay back down. She grabbed her side in pain, and realized that it was wet with blood. She heard more voices. "Christian!" she said weakly, barely above a whisper. She couldn't muster anything more than that. Christian was 16, & Kris had always been the closest to him, out of all the other siblings. (Hope that's ok, Falathiel Lothendhel.) "Christian!" she tried again.

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Annalett hugged Laura, who was the youngest.
"I'm scared too, Laura. But I promise we'll find a way out of here, and back to mom... but right now we have to be brave."
She inspected her little sister's head carefully, but wasn't sure what to do. Her own forehead was bleeding. Her blue eyes scanned the room as she now rocked with her sister in her arms.
There has to be a door somewere... she thought...

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Dominic wasn't hurt, but he moved near Emmy. He felt safer next to one of his older siblings.

"Hey Dom." Emmeline said, "Any idea how to get out of here?"
She tried to force a smile, she knew she had to be brave because she was older, but she was finding it a little hard.

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The rocking seemd to calm Laura down a bit, she hid her face into Annaletts clothes and sobbed softly, still trembling.

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( Yea it's cool pip&leggyluvr!)

Christian turned at the faint sound calling out for him. In the dim light, he could make out Kris. Nimbly, he stood up, testing his strength. He seemed strong enough to walk. The room slightly spun but he walked toward the shape on the ground. He stooped down beside her. Immediately, he noticed the blood seeping through her clothers. "Kris!" he said. "Oh my gosh. Here let me carry you to the others." Most of his other siblings were gathered on the other side of the room. Gently, he scooped his sister up. He groaned as his arm throbbbed in pain. But he staggered to the other side where the majority of the light was, using up his strength. Blood began to run from his shoulder but he ignored it. He dropped to his knees making sure not to hurt her. He set her down. "Kris can you hear me? Can you talk?"

Annalett patted Laura's head. When she saw that there were no doors, she scanned the floor... nothing. She scanned the sealing... there in the corner above them there looked to be a trap door.
"I think we're underground."

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Tom Boomer, the man who worked for the kid napper, guarded the door to were the children were. The room was under him, so the door was on the floor. When he heard voices coming from the room, he called out.
"Boss, I think the kids are awake!" it was loud enouph for the children in the room underneath him to here him...

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Christian's head snapped up at the man's voice. His eyes flickered around like an animal searching for his prey. This man was his enemy. He didn't need to see him to know it. He looked up, deciding it had come from above his head. He breathed deeply, calming himself. Right now, Kris and the others needed to be cared for.