“Oh my holy Squanto!” Natalie screamed as the man in black chased her down the dark, rainy alleyway. She continued to run, breathing harder with each step. But she started to get tired, and the man in black caught up to her and tackled her to the ground. She tried to scream for help, but he quickly taped Natalie’s mouth shut as he whispered into her ear, “Come with me”, and dragged her down the gravel street. Natalie saw his badge under his jacket as he re-adjusted his position, he was one of them, and they had found out.
Natalie couldn’t believe they found out what she had done. How did they know? There were no cameras around to see her, she made sure of it, and there was no one else around. She didn’t tell anyone either except Marsha- what if it was Marsha, Marsha told on her. But that couldn’t be possible, Marsha is her best friend that she’s known since they were three. Natalie couldn’t believe, Marsha, out of all people, would be the one to rat her out. Does Marsha know something else? Why would she do this to me? Did I hurt her in any way? All of these questions pestered Natalie’s mind, along with many others. She couldn’t believe this was happening, and she couldn’t believe they had found out.
The man in black had brought her to a small building in the end of town. He had thrown her into a dark, empty room. The lights suddenly turned on, and another man, dressed in a metallic suit walked in. Now, Natalie was scared, he was the head of the coorperation.
The man in black had brought her to a small building in the end of town. He had thrown her into a dark, empty room. The lights suddenly turned on, and another man, dressed in a metallic suit walked in. Now, Natalie was scared, he was the head of the coorperation. They asked Natalie all sorts of questions such as, Where were you that night? Do you know anything about this situation? What time were you at your house the night of the event. She was getting nervous, they had found out. And as they sealed off the door to my cell, I could feel them sealing off my chances if ever seeing Marsha again, not that I wanted too, because she had given me away.