martes, 12 de febrero de 2008

Creative writing (story) part 3

The lady started sobbing in panic and sat down, she knew this was no joke, and she felt sorry for the Nogales, but she feared for her life. She started typing the names of the two siblings and told the masked men: “Blake is in room H12, and Elena is on H17”
Then one of the criminals hit her hard in the head with the side of his gun and the lady dropped unconscious, then all of the masked men ran upstairs looking for the rooms. Room H12 came first.


Blake was sitting on his desk gazing at the board while an old teacher babbled something about the French revolution. He was still remembering about the car that seemed to be following him on the way to school when a voice interrupted his thoughts.
“…Blake!”, said the voice of the teacher. “Tell us why were the French kings murdered please”.
“Mmmh?”, he said. “Sorry I wasn’t paying attention”, he apologized.
“Yes I noticed” said the teacher before continuing with the lecture. “Can anyone tell me the reason of the…”
BOOM! The door of the room was kicked open and four masked men came rushing in screaming: “Where is Blake Nogales? Hand him in!”
The whole class dropped to the floor and then one of the kidnappers shot the teacher straight in the head. The class was full of screams and sobs coming from the students hiding under the desks. The kidnappers kicked the desks and shelves aside and continued screaming: “Nogales come on! If you don’t hand in Blake Nogales we’ll take all of you!”

The other classes had heard the fiasco and the teachers had locked the doors and ordered the students to hide wherever they could. Many of them were making phonecalls to parents and to the police. Elena had heard the kidnappers screaming and had tried to run to her brother, but her friends made her stay and hid her better than anyone else. They knew that if they were taking Blake they would try to take Elena as well.

Blake was still under his desk scared for his life and for the life of his classmates. He looked sideways and saw his friend Daniel Grazianni looking at him shaking. Blake then realized that none of his classmates would hand him in, and he understood he would get all of them killed if he didn’t hand himself in. He made signals to his friend to tell him what he would do, and Daniel shook his head.
“Blake don’t do it! They’ll kill you!” whispered Daniel with his voice shaking.
“I’m no good to them dead, they want my parents’ money only”, answered Blake almost incapable of breathing with terror. Then, he stood up and said:
“I’m Blake Nogales”.

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