The Collector by Z Hanny

Author:Z Hanny [Hanny, Z]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-02-17T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

Jennifer

Jennifer rubbed her head as her vision cleared from a fog. She remained lying on the floor for a moment as the pain radiated in her head and the back of her neck. On either side of her were racks of women’s clothing.

Before standing, she looked around to see if either of the boys was nearby, but she was alone. The glowstick lay next to her face and she grabbed it with shaking hands. As she rose, she peered in all directions. Very little light came from outside as the snow storm had grown stronger and a thick fog clung to the windows.

“You guys?” she called out, and waited for a response.

She stood in the same spot but spun around hoping that Blaine or Jared would poke their heads up out of the darkness. No responses came, so she began to take small steps.

The glowstick didn’t give off much light but she kept it low to light up the floor. Blaine or Jared might be unconscious, as she had been, and she didn’t want to trip over them or miss them completely. As she bent to observe the floor, the sudden appearance of a pair of plastic legs caused her to jump up.

When she stood, she met the clothing mannequin in the eyes. It remained completely still. Her breath quivered as she walked on.

“Jared?” she called out again. “Blaine? Come on you guys, what’s going on?”

The sound of boxes rummaging came from a few aisles over. She froze and glanced over her shoulder, peering through the darkness until she found the elevator.

She dashed for the elevator and once she was inside, she turned around. Nothing followed after her. Only mannequins stood in the darkness.

The elevator was out of power, but she knew that the stairs were nearby, so she skirted along the wall. Where she stopped, she hoped she’d found the stairs, but it was only flat wall.

Panicking, she went the other direction but still couldn’t find the stairway. Her eyes began to well up with tears.

“You guys!” she shouted at the top of her lungs. “Where are you?”

The same feeling that she got when she stood in front of a large crowd seemed to wiggle its way into her stomach as she felt there were eyes upon her. The squeak of plastic came from beside her and she turned to meet the face of another mannequin.

When she spun around, she noticed that all the mannequins were still watching her. Tears streamed down her face as she ran to one of the windows and began kicking at it. It wouldn’t break so she grabbed a coat rack nearby and shook the clothes from it.

She swung the rack into the window, but it was like hitting a metal wall and hurt her hands, arms, and shoulders. From a distance, she threw the rack at the window, but the glass remained unaffected.

After placing her back against the wall, Jen looked out over the clothes and the shadowed figures of the mannequin. A sound came from the opposite side of the floor - the same squeak of plastic she’d heard earlier.

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