Taken Away...

Trapped...

Jonathan pounded at the door. "You monster." he shouted so many times his voice began to feel hoarse. He looked at the watch his father had given him for his birthday, it had been three hours.

Sarah stared at the space next to her "Where are you Jonnie" she muttered to herself. She looked around the cathedral hastily, her hear racing. Somethings happened she thought. Just then that witch Carther walked down the isle. By the quirky smirk she gave Sarah, she knew straight away something was going on and without a look back Sarah got up and made her way ou he side door.

"Jonathan, Jonathan. Mabye if I call louder" Sarah said. Just then she heard tiny knocks on the door. Sarah unlocked the door and sure enough lying on he ground was her brother Jonathan. "OH MY GOSH," she screamed, "someone call an ambulance quickly he's been hit, hurt badly." Everyone came rushing outside he chapel door. Sarah rubbed her eyes with her face again and again it was like a nightmare her whole surroundings then became a big blur.

"Sir, Sir are you alright?" someone asked, Jonathan wasn't sure who. He tried o open his eyes, to see where he was but it was no use it was as if someone had sealed his eyes shut. At least ten minutes later he awoke. Bright lights shone on him from all corners it took himself a few seconds to get together that he... was ... in .... hospital...