Mi-Cha was tied to a chair in a small dark room. Her mouth was gagged, and her arms and legs felt numb. She tried to scream, and she quickly began crying, fearing for the worst. That was when Mrs. Ling came in.
"Very good, you're awake." Mrs. Ling said.
Mi-Cha shook her head, crying more.
"Calm down, calm down. If you cooperate, everything will go smoothly." Mrs. Ling said.
The woman stroked Mi-Cha's cheek with the back of her hand. Mi-Cha didn't like it and tried to move her face away.
"Listen, child, if you promise to be good, I'll remove your gag. If you don't be good, you get a beating, understand?" Mrs. Ling said.
Mi-Cha stopped struggling. She nodded her head.
"Good." Mrs. Ling said.
She untied the rag in Mi-Cha's mouth being used as a gag.
"Now, here's what's going on. You are being ransomed for 12 Million Dollars." Mrs. Ling said.
"What? My parents don't have that kind of money!" Mi-Cha said.
Mi-Cha's parents were not particularly wealthy, it was true. They were pretty average.
Mrs. Ling shrugged her shoulders.
"They'll find a way to pay up sooner or later. I'll give them some incentives. If they really, really can't, I guess I'll just keep you." Mrs. Ling said.
Mi-Cha's blood ran cold. She nearly wet herself from fear, hearing that she might be stuck with this evil woman forever.
"Now, to let everyone know we mean business, It's time to make a little movie." Mrs. Ling said.
Mrs. Ling wrapped a bandana around her face to conceal her identity. She then moved a table in front of Mi-Cha and placed a webcam on it. She turned it on and began her little speech, which she had written on cue cards. She explained that she was part of a terrorist group called Northern Fire, and that she demanded 12 million dollars for Mi-Cha's safe return. Mrs. Ling turned the camera to the crying, nearly naked Mi-Cha tied to a chair.
"To let you know I'm not messing around..." Mrs. Ling said.
Mrs. Ling took out an electric shaver and moved toward Mi-Cha. The young girl looked in the camera with tears in her eyes.
"Mama? Daddy? Help me." She sobbed.
Mrs. Ling began to shave all of the hair from Mi-Cha's head. Mi-Cha had always liked her long, silky hair. With each stroke of the shaver across her scalp she felt a little more violated, a little more hopeless. Soon, Mi-Cha was bald, with her once proud, long hair sitting in pile on the floor.
Mrs. Ling put the hair in a box and taped it up. Finally she turned off the webcam.
"This will be all over the internet tonight. now I just have to mail the hair to your mommy and she will be scared enough to find a way to pay." Mrs. Ling said.
Mi-Cha could hardly breathe through her tears.
"You're monster... A rotten monster." She gasped.
Mrs. Ling walked over and pinched the young girl's nipple. She then began to twist it.
"Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow!" Mi-Cha screamed.
"Quiet, you capitalist piglet. You call me a rotten monster again, I put the gag back on you." Mrs. Ling said.
She let go of Mi-Cha and left the room, but she left the door open. Mi-Cha caught a glimpse outside and saw a woman with a small automatic rifle and sunglasses outside guarding the hallway. Sometimes men in dirty clothes with weapons would pass by.
"Whoops, this door shouldn't be open." The guard lady said.
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