| Chapter 2 |
| (Kevin’s View) “Places everyone,” I said as we ran to them. Soon we were doing the first song. During the next song fans & some of our staff members starting falling asleep. Soon a weird sensation filled my body as my bandmates & I fell to the stage. I soon woke from the sound of voices that were unfamiliar to me. I also noted that I was gagged & tied up with rope. It wasn’t a good sign. “Make the wrong move & you’ll be Swiss cheese Richardson,” a voice said. I turned my head & saw a woman in her early twenties standing there holding a gun to my head. She was about 5’4” with long red hair that touched the floor. Her eyes were emerald green & her skin was tan. “What are you looking at Richardson,” she asked as she removed the bandanna from around my mouth. “Nothing,” I said quickly hoping she wouldn’t shoot me. “Smart boy,” she said as she removed the gun from my head. I could only pray that I’d get out of here alive. |
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