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it would spare her life, but her legs were still unable to move. She tried to calm herself enough to take a breath. Alice's face became angry while she gestured at the corner again. Noise came from movement in the room adjacent to Miranda's.
Simultaneously, both realized who was in that room. Miranda’s heart was jolting with hope while Alice was grinding her teeth, eager to be out of there. Without wasting more time, Alice leapt forward and grabbed Miranda's arm. She placed the cold steel against her throat causing Miranda to let out a shriek. "Be quiet," she warned in a low whisper with clenched jaws. Miranda had never found herself at gunpoint, but now understood the lifelong traumas one could obtain thanks to that. She was completely confused as to why Alice would be doing this to her. Alice thrust the gun forward and pulled back on her arm. “Move.” Alice commanded, pushing her toward the door.
I have to get ou t. I have to find a way out , Miranda thought frantically, almost panicking. They were now close to the half open door. Miranda scraped together her guts to make a run for it. Alice grabbed her arm and pushed her in the small bathroom, closing the door behind her. Focus, Miranda, focus. Control your breathing. It will be okay. You will find a way out . She found the nerve to close her eyes for a second, to concentrate on her breathing, to make herself calm again. She knew that should would not find peace at the point of a gun, but she had to try to regain her focus. Her eyes flew open when she heard Adrian's voice, muffled by the bathroom door. Please, don't come in here, please don't , Miranda prayed, not wanting to put Adrian in this position as well. Alice was pointing the gun at the side of her head with one finger pressed against her lip in a sign to remain quiet. Obviously she was extremely on edge, a red shade showed on her cheeks and her eyes flashed like a hunter approaching his prey.
Miranda held her breath knowing that even the tiniest motions could set Alice off. Half a minute later, they heard Adrian's footsteps leave the room again, and both of them exhaled. With his departure, Miranda felt her heart drop with her chances of getting out of this unscathed. She drew solace in the fact that Adrian might be safe right now. She swallowed, because she realized she had no idea what this was all about. Why was Alice pointing a gun at her? Where there more? Was the whole travel agency in on this?
Alice had relaxed visibly though she was still pointing the gun at Miranda. It was difficult for her to fight down the panicking, but Miranda focused on her breathing. There is more to Miranda than meets the eye, and an iron discipline is one of the characteristics you wouldn't quickly connect with her. She closed her eyes for a second and let her legs do the work. Alice poked the shaft of the gun in her back, sending her back into the bedroom. She was still gazing at Miranda while she took out a phone and began typing a message.
About twenty seconds later, the door of Miranda's room opened and somebody walked backwards through the opening. Miranda stared at t he scene before her as the man walking through the door, with obviously Italian features, dragged along the two blondes that were staying in room 21. He had one in each hand by their hair. They shrieked in pain whenever they lost balance for a moment, and recovered to prevent being dragged over the floor. Both of their faces were stained with tears, their eyes red.
With her eyes wide, Miranda stared at how the man pushed them both roughly in the room. "What are you going to do with us?!" whispered one of the girls after she sank to her knees. The man looked at her with a disdainful look on his face, saying something unintelligible to Alice, who nodded and took her distance from Miranda. She positioned herself at the entrance of the narrow corridor that led to the door, with the man on the other side. Not ten seconds later, two more
Simultaneously, both realized who was in that room. Miranda’s heart was jolting with hope while Alice was grinding her teeth, eager to be out of there. Without wasting more time, Alice leapt forward and grabbed Miranda's arm. She placed the cold steel against her throat causing Miranda to let out a shriek. "Be quiet," she warned in a low whisper with clenched jaws. Miranda had never found herself at gunpoint, but now understood the lifelong traumas one could obtain thanks to that. She was completely confused as to why Alice would be doing this to her. Alice thrust the gun forward and pulled back on her arm. “Move.” Alice commanded, pushing her toward the door.
I have to get ou t. I have to find a way out , Miranda thought frantically, almost panicking. They were now close to the half open door. Miranda scraped together her guts to make a run for it. Alice grabbed her arm and pushed her in the small bathroom, closing the door behind her. Focus, Miranda, focus. Control your breathing. It will be okay. You will find a way out . She found the nerve to close her eyes for a second, to concentrate on her breathing, to make herself calm again. She knew that should would not find peace at the point of a gun, but she had to try to regain her focus. Her eyes flew open when she heard Adrian's voice, muffled by the bathroom door. Please, don't come in here, please don't , Miranda prayed, not wanting to put Adrian in this position as well. Alice was pointing the gun at the side of her head with one finger pressed against her lip in a sign to remain quiet. Obviously she was extremely on edge, a red shade showed on her cheeks and her eyes flashed like a hunter approaching his prey.
Miranda held her breath knowing that even the tiniest motions could set Alice off. Half a minute later, they heard Adrian's footsteps leave the room again, and both of them exhaled. With his departure, Miranda felt her heart drop with her chances of getting out of this unscathed. She drew solace in the fact that Adrian might be safe right now. She swallowed, because she realized she had no idea what this was all about. Why was Alice pointing a gun at her? Where there more? Was the whole travel agency in on this?
Alice had relaxed visibly though she was still pointing the gun at Miranda. It was difficult for her to fight down the panicking, but Miranda focused on her breathing. There is more to Miranda than meets the eye, and an iron discipline is one of the characteristics you wouldn't quickly connect with her. She closed her eyes for a second and let her legs do the work. Alice poked the shaft of the gun in her back, sending her back into the bedroom. She was still gazing at Miranda while she took out a phone and began typing a message.
About twenty seconds later, the door of Miranda's room opened and somebody walked backwards through the opening. Miranda stared at t he scene before her as the man walking through the door, with obviously Italian features, dragged along the two blondes that were staying in room 21. He had one in each hand by their hair. They shrieked in pain whenever they lost balance for a moment, and recovered to prevent being dragged over the floor. Both of their faces were stained with tears, their eyes red.
With her eyes wide, Miranda stared at how the man pushed them both roughly in the room. "What are you going to do with us?!" whispered one of the girls after she sank to her knees. The man looked at her with a disdainful look on his face, saying something unintelligible to Alice, who nodded and took her distance from Miranda. She positioned herself at the entrance of the narrow corridor that led to the door, with the man on the other side. Not ten seconds later, two more
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