Short Story

Missing

All the questions were racing through Jena’s mind as to where her sister went. Jena’s younger sister Jamie always comes home at night no matter what. Maybe she slept at one of her friends house but Jena had a bad feeling about where Jamie was. So not knowing what to do Jena went to the police.

The police were no help. Since she had no evidence of her sister missing they couldn’t help her out. Jena was now on her own, going to the police station was just a waste of a couple hours and she needed to start looking for her sister. She didn’t even know where to get started. So she went through her room looking for anything suggesting where she was last night. Riffling through her desk drawers was useless because there was so much stuff in there she would’ve been there for hours. Then she got an idea to check her social media.

Jamie’s Facebook timeline was filled with posts about some type of rave going on downtown last night. Of course Jena did more research on the party after she saw that. She found out the location of the place and drove there. It looked like there was no one there in years, it was an abandoned building. Walking inside of the building, the smell grossed out Jena. Rotting food and booze reeked everywhere. How she was gonna find Jamie was another process but she was one step closer. Searching for anything that had to do with her sister would be a process but she’ll do whatever it takes to find her.

She walked up the stairs to the second floor, looked in every room and couldn’t find anything. Until she walked into one of the rooms and the floor was making a weird noise. She lifted up the carpet and found a trap door. Of course Jena was curious as to what was down there, it was sketchy. She lifted it and the smell of something awful swept into her face. It was unlike something she has never smelt before. Holding her breath she went down the stairs. With each step, each stair creaked, so much for trying to be quiet. She scurried down the stairs and got to the bottom. The cement floor was cold and smelled. The whole basement that she was in reeked and smelled like something died. Praying that wasn’t her sisters smell, she walked forward.

There were puddles of water coming from leaks on the ceiling. Light bulbs lit the hallway but dimly. There was only one door at the end of the hallway, it was closed but not fully. Before she opened the door she looked inside, boxes filled the room but not normal wood boxes. They were colorful, and kind of big. She stepped inside of the room and noticed a box moving. What was in it, she had to find out. Knocking on it to see if she’d get an answer, she got a knock back. Wondering if it was Jamie, she opened it.

Jamie’s weak body rolled out of the box. Her skin was bruised and cut up, her clothes had blood stains on them, she could barely move. Jena asked every question in the book, then realized her sister could barely talk, and was dying.  Without asking any more questions, Jena grabbed her sister and picked her up. She needed to take her to the hospital as soon as possible. She threw her over her shoulder and turned around.

Staring at her, all she could see was eyes. Whoever it was had a black mask on, almost looked like latex. No skin showing, but besides those hazel eyes. There was something scary about them. Jena had to leave quickly those, she couldn’t stand there forever. Trying to make a run for it, Jena felt her body shut down, she couldn’t feel anything. She fell down, she felt paralyzed. Her vision became blurry, then she felt something in the back of her arm. A needle. Turning over, the man in the mask was standing over her. Watching her, staring at her, with those piercing eyes. He became very blurry to Jena, everything did. Last thing she saw was those eyes.

Waking up took long, everything was still blurry. But even when Jena’s vision became clear again she was very dizzy. It also took her a while to realize what had happened, and where she was. Her sister was gone. She pulled out her phone out of her back pocket, no service, of course. There was no light in the room besides a slit of it, coming from a window with paper on it, a piece was torn off the corner. She got up and ripped the whole piece of paper off the window.

She saw people outside, but knowing she shouldn’t yell anything, it might draw the masked man’s attention to her. She looked around the room she was in, trying to find anything she could throw to get the attention of the people outside. She saw multiple bottles and threw them. Smashing one after another on the road some joggers turned around and saw her. Now she started screaming for help. “HELP ME I’M TRAPPED CALL 911!!” She kept screaming until she saw at least one of them pull out their phone and call 911.

She heard someone walking behind her and she turned around but not fast enough, he already had her. Chloroform ran up Jena’s nostrils and she started to feel that same feeling when her vision began to blur before. Everything darkened, then she was out.

 Jena woke up this time to the smell of smoke. Her mind was functioning perfectly and knew what was going on but her body needed to be at the same speed her mind was at. Again, getting up took a couple minutes but as soon as she got up she noticed the flames. Huge flames bigger than her. She had to find a way out of the building but all door had heavy smoke coming out of them. She already had a hard time breathing, she couldn’t imagine what it’d be like trying to go through one of those door. Then she felt the breeze from the open window and she knew that was the only way she could get out. The window was about 3 levels up from the ground, that was her only way out though. So without really thinking about it she jumped. Landing right on her back, she had no idea if she broke it or if she just got the wind knocked out of her, or even both.

She started to get the air back in her lungs, and the feeling of fresh air and not smoky air in her lungs felt great. She looked up at the sky while she was laying down, smoke filled her sight. She sat up, the building she was in was on fire, burning down. A paramedic came over to her and quickly got her to an ambulance, no questions asked.

While in the ambulance, Jena couldn’t focus on anything but the fact that she had no idea where her sister was, she lost her. She’s probably in that building with all the others that were probably in the other boxes, burning. She closed her eyes, tried to not think of anything. Someone was calling her name though in the distance. “Jena! Jena wake up! Wake up!” She opened her eyes and all she saw was those green eyes looking back at her. She shut her eyes again trying to make them go away.

When she opened her eyes Jamie was staring at her, shaking her.

“Wake up Jena we’re going to be late! Wake up!”

It took Jena a little bit to realize what was going on.

“What’s up with you? It looks like you’ve seen a ghost or something!” Jamie said.

“Where am I?” Jena said, confused.

“Your in bed stupid, and you over slept of course and we’re going to be late to school if you don’t get up Jena!”

It was all a dream, a big nightmare.