How Many More? Chapter Two

She woke with a start. Her eyes had popped open so suddenly that the man jumped back away from her like she had lifted the knife that was consealed in her sleave. She sat up quickly and looked around. How did she get here, what was this place, and why were the walls so white?

"Well it's about time you woke up girlie." the man said gruffly. "Now get up and get dressed. He gestured to the long green dress that lay on the chair and left. Seeing no way to argue she climed out of the bed and pulled on the dress. She glanced around but saw no door to go out of.

"Great." she mumbled. "Another prison." she looked around to see if anyone had heard thankfully the voices she could just bairly hear were farther down the hall. wondering what they were saying she pressed her ear to the wall and closed her eyes.

"Is it her?"

"I can't be sure. She looks simmilar but we'll need another look."

"Ya and maybe a picture or something!"

"Shut up you idiot she's right down the hall! Common lets go have a look at her." The young woman trembled at the tought of two men coming into her bedchamber and examaning her. She backed away, pressing herself to the wall in an atempt to get as far away from the door as she could. She looked around franticly for any way to escape from this room. However before she could finnish her search a door that she haddent seen before creaked open and in stepped two men who closed the it behind them.

"Why hello little lady. I'm Henry" the older,and fatter, man said tilting his head to peer at her. His face instently hardened when she gave him a blank look. "Listen kid I don't have time for this. Talk or I'll leave this lad with you for a couple of days." The much younger man, looked up shock dancing in his eyes, as if he didn't know about this part of the plan. The girl lifted her lip in a sneer. Henry haistily pressed down the urge to slap her across the face. He sighed and turnned to his son.

"As it seems, I'll be seeing you in a week." With that he walked out of the door locking it behind him. The boy stared after his father like he couldn't believe what was happening. He looked back at her and stared like she had grown two heads.

"I d-didn't..." He satarted shaking his head, but she broke him off with a wave of her hand.

"Dosn't matter. Just stay on that half" She pointed her finger at the door and turrned around to the mirror.

"B-but theres no bed over here." He stammered.

"Not my problem." She hissed through clenched teeth. How could a man be so dumb and yet so handsome. Don't, she thought harshly, I'll be leaving soon and then I'll never see him again. She sighed, maybe it's for the best. She sat on the end of the bed and watched him as he paced around the room. Her hand crept to the knife that she still had hidden. If he did anything out of line she was more than able to do away with him.

As it seemed, she ws already a wanted murderer. However she couldn't risk going against a whole house-hold. She needed to find out how many people were keeping her here and if their intentions were as simple as she thought.