An Unwanted Love 2: Jason's Revenge
Chapter 10
Jason paced around his room regretting what he did. He had acted like an animal, like a beast. All of his hatred for Armond came out at her. His beloved, he walked over to the mirror. The mirror fogged and then showed Angels dorm room. Armond and her friends were looking around her room trying to figure out why she disappeared.
"It could not have been Jason. He is dead." Armond said looking straight in to the mirror.
"Hey she will turn up. You know she has done this once in a while to get away. She probably drove to the storage facility." Mickey said.
"Who has the other key for the lock?" Armond asked turning around.
"I do, why?" Laura asked.
"I will tell you on the way." Armond said and they left the room.
Jason smiled. They thought he was dead and could not do anything. Well they were dead wrong about that. Jason walked over to Angel’s room and opened the door. What he saw he could not believe. The room was empty. He looked at the other door and saw that it was open.
I was walking down a dark corridor. What I had seen before was pleasant compared to this. This was dark and scary. I saw a red light ahead and quickly headed for it. I emerged from the corridor in to a room filled with people being torched. What the bible had always described seems tame to this. People were being whipped and headed over pits of fire. I started to back up when I hit something behind me. I turned around and Jason quickly grabbed my shoulders in a hard vice like grip. "What are you doing here?" He asked a blast of wind swept us back to my chamber. "Why did you leave here?"
He let me go and I backed up. "How did you do that?"
"What?" He asked.
"We were in that room and now we are here." I said scared.
"You will learn that soon. Now to keep you from wondering off again." He said snapping his fingers. I looked down and a shackle attached to a chain that was attached to the wall. "That will keep you put." He said and walked out of the room. I kneeled down on to the floor and tried to pull it out. It didn't budge. I looked around the room; nothing would help me get free. I leaned up against the wall and began to cry.