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Post by Miguel Olivero on Jul 5, 2016 0:48:57 GMT
Blurry vision, terrible headache, fatigue and nausea.
Miguel opened his eyes, took off his glasses and sat down on the floor. Thankfully, the nausea passed, but his head still pounded, sharp and heavy. The man closed his eyes back, rubbed them, and then shook his head to clear his senses. Yes, definitly he was in another room... and with another person. The fair-haired man rose slowly to his feet, straightened his shirt and shoved his hands through his hair. He looked around, examining hss surroundings and, surely, the first thing that caught his eye was the "piece of art" that was hanging on their wall.
Truly, the painting in this room looked disgusting as hell. The man put his glasses back on, walked towards the wall where the painting was hanged and took it off it's hook. Wow. The "thing" he saw behind the painting was... as hideous as the painting itself. The word "Why?" was etched into the wall like a dozen or maybe thousand times... Prehaps, the person who was in this cell before them has gone nuts and left this message of despair for future "visitors". Miguel rapidly grabbed the painting, turned it over and hang it back, front side to the wall, so they would be saved from ovserbing this "masterpiece" and the wall with that crazy massage behind it.
The man rubbed his tempels. Things were going from bad to worse. He walked back and forth across the room like he was looking for something. His thoughts were constantly going back to Jane... She was in another room, with another man... Miguel gave a sigh and shook his head again. No. He shouldn't panic. He should be strong. He should believe in her. In them. In himself... Because faith and hope were the last things they had left. He walked towards the guy,.. or girl, it was hard to tell, and crouched near him. "Hey, pal, how are you feeling?" he said and shook the stranger gently by his shoulder.
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Post by Jamie Chen on Jul 5, 2016 23:40:21 GMT
Jack hammers. That's what it felt like inside James' head. Jack hammers were drilling in his head and his stomach felt tight. He remembered feeling like this before. It was his first day in the strange place where he had been held when abducted. Slowly opening his black eyes when he felt something brush against him. It was a gentle touch and a soft movement. Someone was shaking him. Was it Silvia? After his eye sight finally focused he was looking at someone blonde, but it was not Silvia. Who was this? Where was Silvia?
James jumped backwards and thumped his head against the wall. He groaned loudly, curling up in on himself against the pain. He looked around the room, trying to figure out where he was. It was another room. Similar set up, but there was a different person with him.
Rubbing his head he asked, "I'm fine..kinda, who are you? Where is Silvia?" If this other person was abducted as well..it really made him realize..this was something bigger.
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Post by Miguel Olivero on Jul 6, 2016 0:29:14 GMT
"Whoah, easy, fella! Don't hurt yourself," Miguel gave a little smile, when the guy accidentally smacked his head against the wall and helped him to stand up.
His eyes winded when the young man asked about the girl he probably was in one room before with - Silvia. He took a deep breath and calmed his senses down. No, way it was the same Silvia he met almost 20 years ago, his first love... This should be a coincidence. Yes, of course he was a celebrity, but he surely wasn't the hub of the universe and their kidnapper couldn't bring every single person he knew and cared about from his past life in here! That would be completely insane.. and cruel.
"I think Silvia is paired up with another person in another room,.. and mine name is Miguel Olivero," he bowed his head in a greeting manner and gave a small smile with a pessimistic look. "You must be new here, right?"
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Post by Jamie Chen on Jul 6, 2016 2:54:30 GMT
James took the hand of the gentleman in front of him, letting him haul him to his feet. Miguel probably realized how thin his wrists were and how easy it was to haul the young boy to his feet. Probably realizing this, Jame slipped his hand from the grasp of Miguel and tucked his hands into his waist band. Miguel's eyes seemed to light up when he mentioned Silvia, did he know her? Had he met her before? Strange, but he didn't ask any further questions about her.
"Oh?" Did the abductor change their hostages often? For a moment he let his eyes wander. Looking to the wall with the flipped over painting. Perhaps the painting was disturbing, had Miguel flipped it over? Ugh, all these thoughts were making his head hurt even more so. "New? Yeah, I..I think I got here a few days ago..or maybe it's been weeks. I can't be positive.." James sat down on the bed, trying to easy his queasy stomach. There was food nearby, dumplings it looked like. The sight of the dumplings made him miss home. His sister loved to cook and always had dinner tucked away for him when he came from a late shift at the precinct.
"Oh, the name is James Chen." He said, startled for a moment that he hadn't introduced himself yet. James looked down at himself, and sniffed. Ugh, he needed a shower..
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Post by Miguel Olivero on Jul 6, 2016 19:10:31 GMT
Miguel followed his young parthner's gaze and gave a small chuckle, seeing that he got a little confused about the painting. "Sorry, that I flipped it before you woke up. Not a fan of our captor's taste of art deco," he said and his lips broke into a smile, which immideatly froze on his face, when he heard that the guy was a newbie and knew nothing about this place and what was going on at all. The boy looked very young, probably in his early twenties. Poor fellow. "A few days, you say?" the man murmured inwardly, staring into nowhere. "Well, welcome to the club, kid," he said and clapped his hands, with a sad smirk on his face, "I think I already spent my entire life here."
Then Miguel slightly rose one of his eyebrows, carefully observing his roomamte's behavior, and kept standing on his feet, while the darkhaired guy decided to take a seat... His face said it all - the boy wasn't feeling well yet. "You will get used to the headacke," Miguel smiled friendly and kneeled near the bed, dragging the tray of food closer. "Hungry?" he asked politely, placing the tray on the bed. Then he took one dumpling in between the chopsticks and shove right it into his mouth. Mhm, delicious! "Don't worry it's not poisonous", he rolled his eyes and smiled, waving his chopsticks to accentuate his words, "I was sure that the food is poisoned or that we won't be feeded at all when I got in my first room in here. However, that Magde Backer - the woman, who brough us here - knows a lot about food."
Miguel made himself comfortable and took another dumpling, "So, James,.. What were you doing for living before you got yourself in... here?
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Post by Jamie Chen on Jul 6, 2016 21:19:18 GMT
He wondered how bad the painting had to be to have caused such a dislike of the art piece. James quite enjoyed art work. Whenever he had the chance to, he would take his sister to museums. New York was good about having great art studios. But, if the painting was flipped over, perhaps it was for the best. Returning his focus to his roommate, he tilted his head when he spoke, 'Welcome to the club?' How many people were here?! "Entire life?" He was sure Miguel was just joking, "How long have you been here?"
As the man came closer, he knelt down by the bed. He brought the food with him and at the question, his stomach gurgled quite loudly. He was hungry, but nauseous as well. Still, he couldn't remember the last time he ate. Deciding to take the plunge he reached over and plucked a dumpling from the plate. Lifting it to his nose he inhaled slowly. Ahh. It smelt of pork. Madge Baker? The name sounded slightly familiar, but he couldn't put his finger on it. With a shrug he popped the dumpling into his mouth, chewing slowly and finally swallowed.
It tasted just like his sister's cooking. "Madge Baker must be of Asian descent. My sister made the best dumplings." He mused as he grabbed some chopsticks and plucked another dumpling from the plate. The one smelt of shrimp. Mmm.
"Oh, I was a police officer. I was actually on a case about some missing New Yorkers..and my sister. The victims had just vanished and there was never any ransom note. I guess I found our culprit.." He sighed.
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Post by Miguel Olivero on Jul 7, 2016 23:06:48 GMT
"Unfortunately, I can't tell for sure, Jamie... I lost count of days," the man swallowed another dumpling and gave a frustrating sigh. "Three or four months I guess, I.. I was kidnapped in April." Miguel wondered what time of the year it was outside. If his calculation was right, it should be summer already. The fair-haired smiled, remembering that Jane's birthday was coming... This year he wanted to gift her a puppy - a small and fluffy pomeranian.
"Me and my girlfriend were in Paris, when Madge caught and brought us both in here," he said and took off his glasses, so he could clean them with his shirt. His eyes winded and eyebrows rose up a bit, when James noticed that Madge must be a woman of Asian descent. "She is," he nodded and put his clean glasses back on his nose.
His heart started to beat faster when he heard that the young man was actually a police officer. That meant that they were not forgotten, police was looking for them! "Yeap, it seems that you've hit the mark," he replied, with a slight sadness in his voice. "And I'm sorry to hear that your sister was missing too... What is her name?"
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Post by Jamie Chen on Jul 8, 2016 19:31:08 GMT
James had heard counts of stories from people who've been abducted. They lose track of themselves and how long they have been gone. Some even begin to sympathize with their captor. Would that ever happen to him? Could he really ever lose himself? Could he ever sympathize with his captor? It would be nice to the face of his captor, talk with her. Surely anyone could be reasoned with...right? James' heart tightened when Miguel told him that he was abducted with his girlfriend. To be separated and unable to know what is happening to them..
"Well, that's why her cooking tastes so authentic." James mused and took another dumpling. He hadn't realized how hungry he had been. He had almost devoured his entire plate of six dumplings. His sister always cooked Asian food and when she disappeared James ate fast food, ramen or peanut butter and jelly sandwiches.
"Her name is Mai. Have you..happen to see her?" His voice was hopeful as he ate another dumpling.
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Post by Miguel Olivero on Jul 8, 2016 20:57:57 GMT
Miguel huffed on Jamie's comment about Madge. "Madge Backer", he repeated her name in his head again and gave a glance at his bowl with three more dumplings left in it. He clenched his chopsticks in his fist tightly until his knuckles turn white. It seemed he lost his appetite. Every time he thought of that fatass bitch, he felt his chest trembling and hands shaking from sheer rage. "Her taste, huh..." he said quietly, his voice quivering from anger, or fatigue,.. or both. "That bitch has "good" taste in many things... For example, in a way of torturing and killing absolutely innocent people," he snapped the chopstick in half and tossed the remnants on the floor.
Then, breathing deeply, he counted inwardly to ten, calming himself. "I'm sorry, officer," he looked back on Jamie and tried to give him a smile, but it died before it could complete itself. Miguel no longer looked angry, only very sad. "It's just, that woman.. she doesn't deserve praise. Like,.. at all," he said in a sad, but calm voice. "She is insane. She,.. she is arranging weird deadly "games" and forced marriges just for fun... and, if you don't follow the rules - you'll die. Sometimes even if you do follow the rules,.. you'll still die!" Miguel poured himself one glass of water, but he didn't take a sip. "You probably think I'm crazy, right? I would be glad to be crazy and this," with his hand, Miguel gestured around the room, "was just my sick imagination, but it's not. Unfortunately, it's not..."
"And, Jamie, I'm sorry, but, no. I haven't met Mei yet, but she might be here as well as the others," the man looked down on the floor and then looked back at his roommate... An awkward silence filled the room.
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Post by Jamie Chen on Jul 11, 2016 19:57:30 GMT
"I apologize. Pretty stupid to be praising the woman's cooking after she abducted people," when he explained that she had murdered people, his throat tightened and he felt more like an idiot. "I doubly apologize.. I'm an idiot. The feeling of eating food again softened my brain." He blushed embarrassed and slowly stood up. Now he felt much better. His nausea and headache had subsided. Still, he wreaked of sweat. He probably hadn't showered since he was kidnapped and his clothes were beginning to smell ripe as well.
When Miguel told him that his sister was not here, he was relieved and frightened. If she wasn't here, where was she? But, hopefully she would never come to a place like this. Where this Madge Baker could not be reasoned with and was killing people off.
"Well, I..um.. I think I'm gonna take a shower. Beginning to smell down-right ripe." Turning toward the bathroom, he ran his teeth over his lower lip. He needed to clean his clothes. It wasn't healthy, and if this Madge Baker was killing people, he wanted to be in his right mind and not weakened by sickness. Plus, two foul-smelling people in a room wasn't going to be fun. It was gonna be tough though, specially when he was trying to hide a secret..
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Post by Miguel Olivero on Jul 11, 2016 22:34:31 GMT
Miguel huffed a laugh and patted his new rommates shoulder, "Take it easy, pal." He smiled and shook his head, "No need to apologise." The man straightened his back and stretched his arms, seemingly satisfied with the meal he had consumed.
"One time I wanted to drink so badly, that nor my wounds, nor the dead corpse in the bathroom didn't stop me from fulfilling my needs," he said in a slightly lower voice, playing back memories of what have happened in the room with a "Blue Nude". He shook his head again and turned his attention to the boy, who desperately wanted to fulfill another of his needs as well.
"Same," Miguel rolled his eyes and gave a short laugh "I'm not sure if we've got hot water in this room, but at least we should have a shower..."
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Post by Jamie Chen on Jul 12, 2016 1:30:49 GMT
James fidgeted slightly when Miguel patted his shoulder. Not that he had a problem with people touching him, it was..just strange. He had only been ever close with his sister.And though his sister was always into cuddling or being close to him. He sighed, he missed his sister a lot. When Miguel continued to speak, he tilted his head at him. Dead..corpse? He decided not to ask. Whatever this woman did, Miguel didn't seem to want to be reminded of it.
So, he kept his mouth shut. And when Miguel said, 'we should have a shower,' he paused at the bathroom. Tilting his head, "You..aren't..planning on joining me are you?" His cheeks flush lightly.
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Post by Miguel Olivero on Jul 13, 2016 0:06:48 GMT
Miguel's eyes widened, and he raised one of his eyebrows, when the young man asked if he was planning to bathe together. After an awkward pause, he started laughing heartily! "Only if you insist!" he laughed and wiped away a tear. "Just kidding, kid," he said, nearly choking with laughter, and coughed with both hands on his stomach. "Sorry," he murmured an apology and gave a big freindly smile. He liked that kid. Even if her was an officer, he was just a kid and he was so naive, so truthful and simple‐hearted... God, bless him, may he survive the horror of this place!
"I meant that we both should take a shower... separately" he said and removed all the dirty dishes from the bed. "You first," he winked, laid down on the mattress, folded his hands under his head and made himself comfortable.
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Post by Jamie Chen on Jul 17, 2016 19:00:07 GMT
His face might have turned bright, cherry red when Miguel replied. Alright, his secret was beginning to weigh on his shoulders now. Pretending to be a guy was way harder than he thought.. But, perhaps he shouldn't hide it anymore, his sister wasn't here.. No. What if she came in the next couple of days? Plus, it seems that if the abductor wanted to marry people off, it would see they would put men and women together. Did Madge know who he was? Probably, but he wanted to keep the secret from others. No need to start falling in love.
Finally focusing on Miguel's words, he laughed with him. Finally relieved. “You are quite the comedian! You have a great personality.”
“Thank you for letting me shower. Alone. Though, it would've been amusing to share the shower together.” He teased back, trying to match the banter. After saying his piece he headed to the bathroom and shut the door. A lock could be heard and then the shower was running. He tried to wash quickly so as to save some water for Miguel. Who knew how much water was in the pipes.
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