I woke up to the sound of the phone ringing. It was around 8 am. Neither Kit nor Anna woke up. I searched around my room for the phone. It was underneath Kit’s sweater. “Hello?” I said sleepily into the receiver. “Is this Hilary?” a deep man’s voice asked. I hung up the phone. I had heard that voice before. I checked where the number came from. It was a pay phone. I didn’t want to wake Anna or Kit up so I walked downstairs too see if Keera was awake yet. I looked around the house. The house seemed dead. I guess Keera was still in bed. I walked into the kitchen and grabbed a cup of orange juice. I put the cup in the sink and walked back upstairs. I got about half way upstairs and I heard pounding on the front door. I ran upstairs and woke Anna and Kit up. Keera came in my room. “What the hell is that?” Keera asked with a nervous tone in her voice. “I don’t know” I said. Kit started crying “I am so scared…” Kit said in between tears. We walked to the top of the stair case. We all just stood there. The pounding kept on going. All of a sudden a hand went through the window of the front door. The hand reached for the lock on the front door. We all ran separate ways. Kit and I ran to the bathroom. I don’t where were the others went. Kit slammed the door and locked it. Who was the person? Was there more then one? I didn’t know. I just wanted to wake up out of this nightmare. “What the fuck was that Hilary?” We heard a loud scream coming from one of the bedrooms. After that I blacked out. I woke up in a very strange place. It was cold and I couldn’t see. I was blindfolded. “Anna…Kit…Keera? Are you there?” “Hilary…Where are we?” That was Anna. “SHUT UP!” someone yelled. They walked over to us and pulled our blindfolds off. I looked around. We were in what seemed to be a basement. There were two rooms. The room we were in had a table and two chairs. In the other room there was a mattress with some sort of blanket on it. There was only me and Anna. We had no clue where Kit and Keera were. There were two older men in the room with us. One was fat and he looked Italian. The other was skinny he looked like he was from Russia or something. “So you two are probably wondering are your friends huh?” The skinny man said. He had a thick accent. Anna nodded. He chuckled. “You’re friends are…..” A loud scream interrupted his sentence.