New Girl - Part 13

My body was still shaking violently after what seemed like hours. I tried to keep my mind occupied but my thoughts always ended up back on Sarah. Lewis had once described her as "the satanic incarnation of evil" and now I knew why. I didn't want to sleep as I didn't want to dream. Bad dreams don't comfort me. I couldn't really sleep anyway. Lewis' slashes still had blood trickling out, and Florence still hadn't moved. Jack cried. He had been sobbing to himself since he had seen Florence's state. I swear there was something going on between them. My legs were going numb again. I wiggled my toes to make the blood flow. Then I let my mind astray into daydreams... Or maybe they were night dreams? Who knew...

The door I was facing flew open with force, crashing into the wall. Sarah strode in looking proud. Then she saw me and her jaw dropped.
"how did you-" she began to say before I started writhing frantically gesturing towards Florence. "what did you do?!" she screeched. I glared at her, narrowing my eyes.
"Harry! Get in here! And bring the blindfolds. We're going to move them now." I hated the way she treated us like animals. Harry dragged his feet as he entered the room. He was carrying a green bag with a white cross on it - a medical bag I assumed. He also had 4 scarfs over his shoulder. I watched him as he walked along. He was avoiding all eye contact with me.
He knelt down infront of Florence, swatting Sarah away. He pulled out a blade and cut through all of the cable ties, and then briskly untied the gag removing it from her mouth. He lay her flat on the ground, her arms by her sides, and then opened up the green bag. He pulled out two different needles, and injected her arms, I spotted Jack in the corner of my eye, his eyes looked like they were about to pop out!
"okay, she should be good now. I'll move the two girls first, then the guys." he rose to his feet and came over to me. "I'm sorry about this." he said in a low voice as he picked up one of the scarfs. He bent down and placed it over my eyes, tying it round the back of my head.
"Sarah, you're going to need to cut her wrists free for me to move her."
"wait. Come and pick Flo up first." she snapped bluntly. Flo? Since when was she on abbreviated name terms with Florence?
I listened very carefully trying to picture what was going on. I imagined Harry picking up Florence very carefully like she was a fragile china doll. I doubted this was what he was actually doing but it comforted me to think so.
I jumped as a cold hand grabbed mine, and whatever I was tied with began to move vigorously as someone cut through it, I bit my teeth into the cloth through the pain, tears falling from my eyes. I wondered how deep I had managed to gauge into them, and felt sick. Then the cutting stopped and slowly it was pulled off my wrists. The pain was unbearable, making me moan in my throat.
Then I was being pulled up to my feet. Being blinded caused me to be unsteady, and wobble. I reached out in front of me to grab onto something, anything. I found someone's hand. It must have been Harry's as it was huge, and rough. He began to move slowly, guiding me gently. I shuffled on my feet, not wanting to trip over anything. My legs felt weak, and by the time we halted it felt like I had been walking a really long distance. Harry pulled his hand away from mine, and I knew I could just rip the scarf from my face, or the gag from my mouth, but I wasn't sure where sarah was, and did not want the same fate as Lewis. I began to wobble on my feet again, my knees were shaky.
"you can sit down, if you like" Harry said.
I lowered myself uneasily to the ground. It felt soft, squishy but not fabric. More like a foamy sort of floor, like they have at nurseries and gymnastics.
"okay, I'm going to go and get the guys, I'll be back in a sec to sort out your wrists." I had no idea where Harry was stood, or how close he was, as sounds seemed to be coming from everywhere. I just nodded keeping my head facing forwards where I'd sat.
There was a loud clanking noise and the sound of multiple keys jangling.
I sat there, blinded, vulnerable and frightened. I heard the noise of a door swinging open, multiple footsteps and then the loud clanging noise again.
Someone's hand touched my head, making me flinch away, until the person sat beside me and put their hand on my knee. I placed my hand in theirs.
"hmm, let's remove your blindfolds and show you your new hidey hole shall we?" Sarah's voice came from somewhere very close to me. She fumbled with the knot tying the scarf around my head until it fell away from my face. I breathed in sharply and gripped onto the hand. We were in a large cage.