I took my phone out. I wanted to call Heather. I was about to do so when I felt something against the back of my head. My eyes widened.

"Don't move," a deep voice said.

OH MY GAWD!

A gun was pointed at the back of my head. I slowly raised both hands, fear taking over me. Someone then appeared in front of me, all dressed in black and with a mask. They were two. One was behind me with the gun.

"Well, well, well. What do we have here?" the man laughed, "Christina Welds, ...