Who is he?

"Say hello to the devil." 

LANA

That's what I heard before a gunshot was heard. I saw one of us fall to the ground, lifeless. This made me feel so horrible to see. It brought back memories of the horrible and agonizing event that occurred when I was a little child.

"Mommy! Daddy! Ronnie!" The image of my family being murdered in front of me flashed back into my mind. I came to the realization that, although I might not have died at Gavin's hands, I would die today at the hands of the guys who had abducted me.

I observed him making his way to another girl. She was so young, dang it. Is it possible that she is the youngest of us all? She begged for her life, shaking her head.

"Please! Please! Please don't kill me. I will be good, and I will do what you desire. I'm still a young girl, please." Her high-pitched voice filled the room, causing the other girls and me to start wailing for our impending doom.

Without saying a word, he put his gun in her mouth and shot her. That was just terrible, really terrible. It infuriated me; how could somebody be so ruthless? The more I could hear the sounds of gunfire, the more vividly I could picture my family being murdered in front of me.

"You should have thought about that before running away, bitch!" Paulo chuckled while the rest of us observed the man in black, sporting a black nose mask and shades. 

"Who is he?" I asked myself. The girl next to me was clutching herself so tightly and trembling with fright. Her shocking next action was to urinate on herself. I turned around to face the man in front of me. I closed my eyes, whispering to myself, "Mom, Dad, Ron, I am coming." Accepting the doom I was about to face.

"Open your eyes." I shook when I heard that silky, deep voice radiate throughout the room. I shivered and opened my eyes immediately, staring at the floor.

"Look at me!" he commanded. I could sense the strength in his voice; it was heavy. I was so terrified that I would have had to pee myself if I needed to use the restroom. I gently raised my head to meet his gaze, but I was scared by his enormous height and turned back to the ground. He took hold of my chin firmly, and I looked up at him. 

I started crying, and my tears made it difficult for me to see him properly. He gave me a firm grip on my chin, forcing me to turn to face him. I bit my lip in an attempt to numb the ache I was experiencing. He opened his mouth violently, jamming his gun inside and attempting to squeeze the trigger as I mentally uttered my final words.

He turned his back on me, releasing his hold on my chin. I had no idea that it would happen. I believed he was going to murder me. I was mentally ready for the bullets to land in my skull. I was prepared to endure the agony of dying.

I saw him approach the man they addressed as Paulo by name. Something was whispered in his ear. His expression was one of anger. 

What was happening? Along with the other lady who peed herself, two heavy men approached me. They removed us and placed us in a van.

"Release me! "Please leave me alone!" I let out a cry. Could it be that he knows me and wishes to return me to Gavin? No, he ought to kill me instead of returning to Gavin.

How about Dad and Mom? I'm sure they're concerned about me. I wouldn't be in this situation if I had listened to them sooner.

There were now just the two of us. They also murdered four more people.

I swiveled to see the other female, still in the lying position. She smelled like pee, and she was still crying. I made an effort to ignore the stench, but eventually I became used to it. 

That's when I noticed I wasn't completely covered. I lost track of what I was wearing, but the circumstances I was in before caused me to forget.

When the van came to a stop, I saw that the men who were keeping us in the van were behind the door. They managed to get hold of us and pull us away.

My breath left me when I realized where I was. This truly is heaven on earth. I took in the decorations as I gazed at the mansion in front of me. Not even Gavin's is close to this.

The designs, gazebos, and fountains mesmerized me; they were beautiful.

This mansion must belong to an extremely affluent person. I was still deep in contemplation when I felt a shove from behind.

One man shouted, "Move it, you whore!" I continued to walk in front of the man. The man in the back keeps pushing me forward as if I were a well-known felon.

As I walked on the marble floor, I noticed my own reflection. My hair was disheveled and scratchy, and my body was covered in cuts. I looked horrible. The men led us into a room and shut us in.

"Hey! Please let us go!" I screamed and pounded on the enormous silver door. There was nothing comfortable to be found in the empty room.

I pounded on the door once more until my entire body ached. I faced the girl lying on the ground. She was lost, gazing off into the distance. 

I was afraid of a part of her. I approached her and observed as her hazel eyes swiveled to face me. Tears were still welling up in her exhausted eyes. I realized what it meant to be in circumstances such as these.

I was still afraid, but it wasn't new to me because I had experienced something similar in my early years.

"Everything will work out. I swear." I ignored the stink emanating from her as I talked quietly and ran my hand over her blond hair. She started to sob aloud as more tears started to fall from her eyes.

"i just want to live my life,"

We stayed that way for a while, and I wasn't sure when I started crying with her. We reached a stage where we began to laugh at ourselves. For a while, we believed that we were going insane.

She added, trying to feign a grin while wiping her sad eyes, "I'm Gwendolyn; you can call me Gwen." 

"Lana." I curtly answered. We didn't say anything and didn't say anything more until we heard the door open. A woman carrying some garments entered, whom I presumed to be the maid.

"This is for the both of you." She said, then showered us with clothing. We were going to meet her boss soon, so she urged Gwen to take a bath. 

"no!" Realizing that the boss might be the same guy who shot the ladies, Gwen muttered.

"How about taking a bath first? You are horrible." Giving us some attitude, the woman muttered as she walked out of the room.

.....

"Andy, what's up with Lana? Oh my god. " Watching her husband file a report at the police station brought Hilda to tears.

"Could you tell me more about her?" As he sipped his coffee, the policeman questioned. 

"She stands 5'6" tall with chocolate brown hair and gray eyes. Please allow me to show you her photo; I'm not sure how to characterize her. She has not been seen by us in six hours." As he handed the policeman his phone, Andrew said,.

"We will try our best to look for her, sir," he said. With the Lana missing report case, they left.

She texted Laura using an anonymous message. Before they could comprehend Laura's message, it took some time. 

"I believed Lana was meant to be with you. Gavin knows nothing yet. You two need to find her." Laura answered.