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|On the Prowl chapter 6 (standard:mystery, 9755 words)|
|Author: Sarah Spenser||Added: Jun 22 2006||Views/Reads: 1897/1315||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|This chapter takes place after Francie phones Allie! Read and find out what happens in this riviting plot twisting chapter.|
6.Murder at Sunrise Allison gripped the phone as if it were a lifeline, not believing her ears. She couldn't speak, and just heard her daughter's voice asking questions. Tears cascaded down Allison's cheeks as she heard Francie's soft voice. She thanked God for the miracle of her daughter and that she was still alive. Allie was rendered speechless, when she came out of her reverie; she heard Francie's panicked voice asking all sorts of questions. "Mommy? Are you there? I'm scared!" "Francie! Are you all right, sweetheart? Daddy and I are trying to find you, darling. Where are you?" "Mommy! This man has me, he's really bad, Mommy! He's called Eagle." "What kind of house are you in?" "It has pine trees, and a little front yard and ..." the line went dead. "Francie? Francie?" but there was total silence. Allison heard a struggle play out in the background. "You've gone too far this time, little girl!" Eagle said taking the phone and throwing it across the room. "I want my Mommy and Daddy!" Francie wailed stomping her foot and trying to run away. "Listen here, Francie! I told you you can never see them again!" tears began to cascade down her cheeks as visions of her parents flooded her mind. "Get in the closet!" Eagle barked, Cassie hearing the commotion inside barked and howled trying to get someone's attention. But it did no good. Francie struggled against Eagle's iron grasp. But her little body couldn't fight him off. She was placed in the closet, and the door promptly closed behind her. Allison unsteadily got out of bed and began to wander down the hall. The corridors all looked the same: impersonal and sterile. But she had to find Francie, she just had to. For the first time in months, she had hope. She knew in her heart that Francie was still alive, and now she had proof. Just then, Melanie Masterson came down the hall. "Allison? What are you doing out of bed? You're supposed to be asleep. Grayner gave you a mild sedative." "She called, Melanie!" "Who called?" "My daughter Francie! She called she's alive! She gave me the description of the house and she told me where it was! Or at least where she thinks it is! I have to search for her I ..." "Allison, these sedatives can be very powerful. What you probably had is a dream. I think you should get back into bed and rest." Melanie put a motherly hand on Allison's shoulder, as she gently steered her towards her room. "Melanie! I have to search! I have to!" "Allison, you should try and get some rest." "No, I have to search!" Melanie was able to get Allison into bed, but she would just get up again and pace around frantically. At a loss, Melanie dialed Connor's number. The phone rang several times before he opened his eyes and registered the sound. Connor glanced at the bedside clock; it was nearly four in the morning. "Hello?" "Connor?" he didn't recognize the voice, he tried to wipe the haze of sleep from his eyes and focus. "Who's this?" "It's Melanie Masterson from Fallwood General's Psych Ward. Allison's awake, and she wants to search for Francie." "How'd this happen?" Connor asked becoming instantly awake when he heard his wife's name. "Well, she was sleeping, and she came flying out of her room, she insisted that she got a phone call from Francie and that she described the house where she was being held." "Is she all right?" "Well, she's in bed, but definitely not sedated." "I'll be right there." Half an hour later, Connor arrived. Allison was trying to get out of bed when he entered her room. Dr. Grayner had been notified as well and he stood perplexed several feet away. "How is she?" Connor asked Grayner as he entered. "How about asking me, Connor? I'm not stupid you know? She called! I'm telling you she called! Our baby our daughter! Francie our precious little girl called! I heard her sweet voice. She told me where she was, and she even described the house, Connor! I want you to get a team on it ... no, maybe not he said no cops. I think one of us should go out and search!" "Allie, I ..." "Connor, please, please tell ... tell me you believe me! No one here does, they all think I'm crazy but please, honey, tell me you believe me!" "I believe you, Allie." "I think you should rest, Allison." Dr. Grayner informed her. "I've rested enough, Doctor! I need to search for Francie right now." "Allie, are you sure you heard her voice?" Connor asked taking her hand. "I'm positive! I know my child's voice! A mother never forgets a sound like that." "Okay, what did she say about the house?" "She said it had a pine tree and then the line went dead." "Is she all right?" "She sounded all right. She just sounded scared. Connor, we have to do something!" her eyes began to well with tears as she thought about seeing her daughter again. "I'll get someone on it. But that's not much Click here to read the rest of this story (749 more lines)
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