It all started in a sophomore horizontal surface geometry class. We were going over textile that would be on the mental test tomorrow. But then our instructor, Mr. Hendrickson, stood up and said something I will never forget. He stood up and said, `` You will never go home. '' The classrom quieted as what he just said sank in. Some hoi polloi were just as ignorant as always. Some were a piffling shocked. All of us were confused, so he replyed with a insouciant, `` You will never see your family again. '' Now we were officially spooked. Just the way he said it sent chills down our spine. One educatee stood up and said, `` screwing this, I 'm going home. '' Mr. Hendrickson just pulled a 9 millimeter shooting iron out from his desk and shot the student in the mind. thigh-slapper rose and the student fell to the dry land. Mr. Hendrickson shouted over the screams, `` Do you conceive me ? ! ? Do you conceive me now when I tell you you will never see your family unit again ? ! You will never go rest home ! '' the shriek continued, and we were wondering how people could n't hear us, could n't hear the screams. It was then when we lost all promise in seeing our families again. Mr. Hendrickson called two men into the schoolroom armed with AK 47 's and the class went dumb. The men herded us out the door and out to the bus grommet where we were then loaded up on a bus. As we left the school day our heart sank. We were on our way to wherever he felt like taking us. Some of us noticed the men putting on gas helmet but it did n't thing. By the time anyone thought to do anything or even respond the quiescency gas was already ventilating through the completely bus.


4 years later ... ... ..
This case has been the ruffianly on all of us. No leads, no witnesses it just seems like they vanished into slight air ! The police chief took a deep breath and continued, `` As always there have been sour leads, maybe to throw us off their track or maybe it 's just masses looking for the reward money. We may never know in fact we may never ... ... '' A knock penetrated the room. The chief vociferation at his secretarial assistant for letting people into the construction when it was supposed to be a private get together. The secretary calls on the phone and tells him that it 's a man who might have a lead on the case he has n't given me all the details. The master told her off because she had no proof that he knew what he was talking about, she replied with a startled phonation, `` sir I just got a study in ! They found a woman ! ! A woman who fits the age description and physical one too ! She said her figure is Anna. She 's been left at the parking lot, she 's dying ! ! ! ! ! '' the chief was intrigued if this could be a girl that was originally kidnapped maybe she could tell them where the other dupe were ! He shouted, `` On my way ! ! ''
Sirens din throughout the urban center as the info was spread to every police place within 20 miles, telling them they found one, they need to save their optic open to see if any more than victims can be found. The chieftain pulled up into the park, jumping out of the car before it had even stopped. He ran into the green startling all the multitude that were left and the constabulary officeholder already at the view. For some reason that fussy law police officer looked frightened, almost terrified. This made the police force chief very scheme. The foreman asked the police officeholder if anything seemed out of the ordinary. The constabulary officeholder, Ian, replied, `` Out of the ordinary bicycle ? Out of the fuckin ordinary ! ! This skirt was beat up within an inch of her spirit ! She was dumped here as a statement. And she has cross all over her body ! Like they have when they have been operated on, except all over her ! ! She 's got this fateful canvas stuff on her rachis that must be glued on to her because we can not get them off her ! '' the gaffer thought for a moment and said thoughtfully, `` All over her body ? '' Ian replied with, '' yeah she was dumped here naked. Not a stitch of vesture on '' This angered the police gaffer greatly. He could n't read who could do something like this ! It was insensate ! He walked over to the law-breaking setting. They had n't moved her yet. She was lying there, as beautiful as can be. wickedness brown fuzz glistened down her berm, her eye were a brilliant shade of greenness gorgeous breasts, 34C 's, she was the most beautiful thing the police chief had ever seen. She was beckoning him closer with one helping hand. He walked over and grasped it tightly. She pulled him down close with breathtaking rest, and whispered into his ear. `` They experimented on us, made us freaks. Do n't let them ... ... .do n't let them do it to early children. '' he said that he would do his very best. He asked her where she had been kept all these years. She smiled at him and breathed the words out, `` So cold, ca n't feel anything glad it 's over. '' Her eyes closed for the last time. Her whole body relaxed. The black affair on her rear became loose. The constabulary chief looked on in wonder, flipping her over and stretching the total darkness out ... ... and he gasped. He fell back in electric shock, nauseous with the thought that someone would do this to sucks perfect Angel. Attached to the shape on her back were bat wings.
Nausea struck the chief as he realized the torture this young angel had gone through. He stood up and called in on his radio."We got a domestic fierceness, possibly homicide in the park…..has grounds of being experimented on and raped multiple times."He gagged at that concluding bit.
As the coroners van picked up the cleaning woman. The chief named Christopher, went into his car and went immediately to Bourdeaz Federal Prison two county's away. He requested to speak to a prisoner that had experimented on homo beings before. As he entered the prison, he was struck with the unimaginable events that had happened in the past yoke of hours. How did he know they weren't hallucinations. Christopher shook off that sentiment and went to utter to the former scientist.
Chris is suddenly struck down onto the terra firma by some unobserved force. He grabbed his head at the temples and started moaning in agony. The warden called the ambulance and as the ambulance took him to the hospital, we take a expression into Chris's mind.

Chris has been contacted by one of the students that had been abducted. He did not sympathise it at the time, all he knew was that a vocalization was speaking to him in his nous. It was very faint. All Chris could create out was a name. Ashley…..Ashley. Chris knew that was his victim.
A scene unfolds in Chris'mind almost like a remembering. It was from one of the educatee point of view. His name came to chris. James

Saint James'View
We woke up in a foreign room, not knowing where we were, what day it was, not really remembering much of anything. It all came rushing back though, the shooting of a student, getting on the bus, everything going to melanise. I looked around and saw to a greater extent of the scholarly person stirring and finding themselves on the storey of a large room. I shook off the lastly of the gas or whatever they used to put us to sleep and stood up. I then realized that I was naked. I'm not a jock, but I am 210lbs 6'1"and a big band geek at XV that was okay. I also had a 6 ½ inch shaft that was blockheaded which looking around at the pupil was better than nearly of them. As Thomas More educatee started waking up, they realized too, that they were naked as well. modesty took over and they started trying to continue their parts from each other. There were a few changeling jocks were looking at the girls and basically drooling on themselves.
I look over to my English to find blankets of all sizes, which I then proceed to hand out mantle to all the young charwoman that looked uncomfortable with their dead body being ogled by oafs. There were a few fille who were posing for the supporter, and got mad when I did not bridge player them a blanket. I told them,"You are obviously comfortable flashing your body around so why shroud it ?"I script out the balance of the cover to the boys who felt uncomfortable with the state of affairs. As I hand the utmost blanket to the last boy, a threshold that wasn't there before opened up. My geometry teacher stepped in and saw that over two thirds of the students were covered he yelled,"Did I say you could cover yourselves ! ? !"I step up and say with a unassailable voice,"They were uncomfortable with what was happening so I decided to help…."That is all I got out before he ran up to me and punched me in the jaw as hard as he could. He packed a lot More magnate than it seemed. I went flying across the elbow room, about thirty feet and hit the wall hard. riot sounded as I fell to the ground in a stupor.
As I came to, once the worldly concern had stopped spinning, he was standing over me with a flavor of cult. He said in smooth part that somehow scared me more than his shouting,"You do not tattle to me with that tone. You will not help out anybody but yourself. You won't do anything until I tell you to. Understand ?"I mumbled a serial publication of give-and-take that he did not hear but took as a yes. He stood up as I tried to gather my humour."You will not do anything that is not permitted. You saw how easily I could have ended him. One quick poke to the sternum and visible radiation out. Let him be an example."He walked with a little to a greater extent pep in his step towards the room access. As he left, four students immediately rushed over to see if I was alright. They helped me up into a session attitude and kept asking me if I was okay. After telling them that I was at least a few million times they introduced themselves. There were 2 young woman and 2 male child. The tall, morose haired one was named Jacques Louis David, and his brother Eric. There was a unforesightful brunet with bore in her ear who was called Shania. Then there was Ashley, dark brown tomentum past her berm, the brightest putting green eyes I have ever seen and a perfect white smile. They helped me stand and they used the cover that I had given them earlier to make a sort of make-shift bed.
That was four long time ago.
The Chief :
Those lastly words were spoken in my head teacher. I sprang to life, scaring the doctor as he tried to labour me down to go back to sleep as I had a maneuver injury from falling, I just ripped out the IV and sensors and started pulling on my wearing apparel.
As I sat in my police cruiser on my way to the police place, I go over what had just happened today. A group of scholarly person had been taken hostage about four years ago and we had no hint whatsoever, until one of the students turned up dead and experimented on in the park, I go to the prison to talk to a former scientist about human being experimentation and how far it could go, when I blacked out, and had a imaginativeness of some sort. It told me the beginning of a story by one of the students called St. James and a chemical group of student who had helped him after the snatcher had struck him down for helping the pupil that were uncomfortable and not taking anything for himself.
I burst into the police post and flavor at my partner and say to him,"Look for any student from the kidnapping by the gens of James II, David, Eric, Shania, and Ashley !"But my partner, mike, said with a bedevil look,"Chris, what does that have to do with the kidnapping."I look at him with an irritated look,"looking for a connection between them, it may help us collapse this vitrine open"I ran into my superiors office the commissioner of Newport. The commissioner looked at me with a startled look,"Chris shouldn't you be in the infirmary ? Don't you have a concussion ?"I said to the commissioner,"There is no meter for sick solar day, Commissioner, I may have had a vision of some kind involving the kidnapping."The commissioner looked at me with a skeptical look. I said,"If today had not happened I wouldn't believe it either, but our murder victim in the Park, her public figure is Ashley and has been experimented on to hand her bat annexe capable of human flight."The commissioner said with a poker face,"Go on."I said in a breathless voice,"I had a visual sensation in Bordeaz Federal Prison about the kidnapping from a students point of aspect, more specifically the point of view of a student named St. James. They woke up in a dismal elbow room about thirty human foot across and about 60 feet wide-cut and they woke up naked and St. James gave blankets to the students who were unquiet with the look that the great unwashed were giving them. But the kidnapper came in and punched James a secure thirty feet and hit the wall and then four shaver came up and helped him up by the names of David Eric Shania and Ashley."
Just then Mike came into the commissioners business office,"Sir, we got a connecter between the names you got. Turns out they were all kidnapped and they were often seen sitting at a mesa talking to each other. We also got the name of the murder dupe. Her epithet is Ashley Hardy"The commissioner looked at me with a confused look,"What does proving that they were friends do for the case ?"I did not get a chance to suffice him, for the infliction in my oral sex had appeared again putting me on the ground. The world faded away as I once again infix James'memory.

James :
"I'm fine"I looked around at all of the sceptical looks on the scholar, when one of the athletic supporter said,"I wouldn't have let him hit me, I'd have put him on his ass."David stood up angrily to go confront the jock when I grabbed his arm."No,"I said,"we can not be fighting with each other. That is what he wants. He wants us divided so he can do whatever he is going to do easier. As one man he is incredibly powerful, as you saw by him putting me on my ass."The athlete snorted and said under his breath,"it would be well-to-do to put you on your ass."I pointed at him so suddenly that it startled a duet of educatee."Come forward"I growled. He walked forward with a smug smell on his face. David then grabbed my arm and whispered in my ear,"Are you sure Saint James the Apostle ? You got hit pretty hard."I looked at him and told him,"yeah"I then looked at the jock who was getting smugger by the 2d. I looked up at all the student and said with a clear voice,"If you have a problem with anyone you talk it out on how to work this. For example,"I said,"This young man does not think that I am strong enough to stop the abductor or anyone trying to flummox me."I was interrupted by the athletic supporter,"I don't think, I know."With a clinched fist to grapple my biliousness,"If we can not talk this out, we will have a friendly contention in order to adjudicate who is right. In this case it would be a showdown of fighting."St. David and Eric said no simultaneously and the jocks laughed. I looked at my friends and told them,"I will be OK I know something they don't."they asked me what did I know that they did not know. I laughed and said,"You'll see"The students made a round and we chose three bookman to referee the competitiveness. We started circling each other and the jock was trying to throw me off balance with his trash talk. Shania started laughing to herself. Eric said with a confuse look,"What's so peculiar ?"Shania just shook her head and said,"James has 3 dissimilar Joseph Black whack in 3 dissimilar fighting styles."All my admirer started laughing and I knew the cat was out of the bag. So I decided to end it. The jock took a step towards me and to put it simply, I put him on his ass, strong and promptly. Everyone looked stunned as hell but my Quaker who were laughing their can off. We walked off towards a private corner in our holding room.

Chris :
I snapped to attention, in the commissioners chair, while the commissioner looked at me with vexation and said,"You just passed out on my floor, maybe you should go back to the hospital…"I cut him off and say to Mike,"Look and find out where James IV trained in soldierlike arts."As microphone ran out to go check his calculator for the data I asked him to happen, the commissioner asked,"how do you know that James River was in martial arts ?"I look at him and say,"vision