Chapter 14
Three days gone
Delirium. That was the point Alexa had been driven to. Hollering for help until she passed out. Hallucinating that strange creatures with gnarled features were in the room, drawing nearer and nearer. Weakened and dehydrated to the point she was sure death would come for her.
But each time Alexa closed her eyes, certain it would be the last thing she ever did, she would still wake up. More than waking, she would wake to find a needle in the crook of her arm. Attached to it was an IV drip. Alexa didn’t know whether to laugh or cry at the sight.
The drip proved one thing: Alexa was not meant to die here. Not yet. Someone out there wanted to keep her alive.
The worry was: what did they want her alive for?
In all her time in captivity, Alexa had not seen her attacker.
Her injuries meant she wasn’t conscious for their visit, but she knew she wasn’t alone in the building.
She’d heard someone moving around beneath her.
She’d heard their car start and their TV blaring.
She’d even woken up from a delirious slumber to the sound of the door to the white room closing.
One thing Alexa never heard, though, was the pound of footsteps running to her aid.
‘What do you want from me?’ she had roared when she first saw the drip embedded in her arm, but there was no answer. Whoever had captured Alexa did not want to speak.
But what did they want?
Alexa had no idea. She had no idea about anything. Why her? What had she done to deserve this? The questions rattled around in her aching skull, but no answer came alongside them. Only more pain. More fear.
And as more time passed, more uncertainty that she would leave this room alive.