Maylancholy day 16: Held at knifepoint
Tag: @may-lancholy
This fic contains: kidnapping, knives
Whumpee stood by the park fountain, repeatedy checking their phone for a message. Caretaker was late and the weather was turning. Whumpee sent another text.
Small drops began to spring from the clouds. Caretaker would have said something if they were this late right?
Whumpee was about to text again when they felt a sharp point at their back. A hand grasped their shoulder.
"Put the phone away."
Whumpee carefully lowered the phone.
"Now act normal. As far as anyone is concerened, we are taking a lovely walk in the park, and you don't want to know what happens if they discover otherwise."
A pit of dread settled in Whumpee's stomach.
"Where's careraker?"
"Alive, for now."
Whumpee let out a sigh of relief. If nothing else, Caretaker was alive. The knife jabbed painfully into their back.
"Don't relax just yet. We should get to somewhere a little more...private."
Whumpee was half-guided, half-dragged to the outskirts of the park. Their eyes landed on a black sedan parked near an alley or, more accurately, the person knocked out in the backseat.
"Caretaker!"
