The Hackers Anonymous Leader, Solome Hailemariam [i can read book club .TXT] 📗

               When I woke up I saw nothing but a dark empty room. My hands and legs were tied to a chair with big chain links. I couldn't get up or move at all. A thin light came through the small black wall. I was locked in a room with only a piece of paper in front of me, with a note that said               

             "We realized you could not keep quiet about 'THAL'. You will be staying here until you decide to keep what you know to yourself. Did you really think some low-life detectives could take down 'THAL' so easily?"         

            I screamed as loud as I can, thinking maybe someone might hear me, but it was no use. The room was extremely hot, which made my sweat immensely. I was in the worst pain. My back was sore and so was my neck. I could feel neither my hands nor my feet. 
              "Hellooo!!" I screamed wildly. I scarcely saw the door handle move. 
"Hello, anyone, please let me out of here.." I caught a glimpse of one of the 5 men that were with Lucas earlier. I noticed he had the same napkin that made me unconscious earlier with something on it, which was probably what made me unconscious. 
     "Please, please I will keep quiet! Please let me out!" He got closer and closer, "Please don't do this again. Please, I promise..." He put his sizeable hand on my mouth with the napkin and I was insensible again before I could finish the sentence. 
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                   I woke up again in the same room. The backache had gotten worse. Every time I tried to move my head, my neck hurt very badly. I could barely open my eyes. I tried to look around, but the room was spinning. I was exceedingly drowsy. I wanted to call someone. I wanted to get up and run. I wanted lots of things but none of it was possible at that very moment. I put my head down and flaked out.
 
                  As I woke up for the third time, I noticed 6 guys in front of me. Lucas and his 5 other men. They looked at me, up and down. I looked back at Lucas. The room was very bright this time. When I looked down, I noticed blood sweeping down my feet and hands from how tight the chain links were, which made me throw up on my thighs. 
"You might wanna control that," Lucas said with a disgusted face pointing up and down at me.
"What do you want from me?" tears rolled down my chick from pain as I talked,
"We need you to keep your mouth shut," Lucas said narrowing his eyes at me,
"I will, just please let me out. I promise I won't say anything," it was harder and harder to breathe every time I talked. 
"Not so easily," he pushed the corners of his lips up to show me his ugly grin,
"You will be going around with this microphone and a camera everywhere. He will stick it on your chest," he pointed at one of the men, "Everything you say, we hear it. We can see every single action. You can not wear anything that covers the camera or the microphone. If you do, we can see it here. Unless you want to be back in this room, you do not whisper or cover the microphone and camera. You can never take it off. If you do, the punishment will be worse. Got it?" Lucas said,
"Please don't," I brast out of tears, 
"Oh, and one more thing, you can only take them off with surgery once it's been stuck to your skin," one of the men got up holding the microphone and camera,
" Wait!.. please Lucas, I know you are not this cruel. Lucas, please. I know you. Lucas I know you please..." I tried to move, which again made the pain worse,
"Now," Lucas said,
"No! Please! No!" 2 of the men held me tight as the other one stuck the camera and the Microphone on my chest. 
"I am sorry, Lydia," He said.
Later then, they gave me water and I drunk it because I was too thirsty, but they poisoned it which knocked me out. 

I woke up for the fourth time. This time I was outside. A familiar outside. I was at the top of the hill, where Scott and I always walked by, after school. I could not get up or walk. I laid on the ground on my back. I tried moving a little when I saw someone coming up the hill to ask for help. I told him where I lived and he carried me down the hill and to my house. While we were on our way to my house I asked him what day it was. He told me it was October 7th. I realized I've been kidnapped for days. 
"What happened to you?" he asked me halfway to my house,
"I can't say," I looked down and saw the camera and the microphone on my chest. It was too tiny for anyone to see it.
         When he knocked at the door, the whole family ran to the door and opened it.
"Oh my god honey, what happened to you, where were you?!" mom cried. Everyone followed dad as he carried me to the couch. He laid me on the couch and they all settled down in front of me.
"Tell us what happened." dad said,
"I don't know!" I yelled and started crying straight away. 
"Oh, honey," mom tried to embrace me but I cried out "Ouch!" and she let go quickly. My back still hurt. 
                  Mom took dad by the hands and started whispering something in his ears at the corner of the room. It was just me, Scott and Thomas now. 
"Where were you?" Thomas said. I wanted to give them a sign that 'THAL's kidnapped me, but Lucas would see their reaction through the camera and suspect that I've told them so instead I said, "I don't know".
"C'mon, if it's the 'THAL's, you know you can tell us," Scott said
"No! I said I don't know! Just leave me alone please! Just go! Now!" I yelled at them,
"Honey, what's going on?" mom and dad strode toward us.
"Just please, let me rest. Help me to my room mom," I said and started getting up,
"Here, take my hand," she stretched her hand to help me. I put my arms around her and she supported me up the stairs to my room. She helped me to my bed and tucked me under my cover. I fall asleep rapidly because I was exceedingly exhausted. 
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                        This time when I woke up I was on my bed, comfortable. I felt relieved. The pain had disappeared completely. I could move, I could get up, and walk. I wanted to open my computer and read what I'd found earlier before my mom brast into my room to tell me to clean my room, but I couldn't. Not with the camera and the microphone stuck on my chest. I wanted to tell Scott or Thomas to check out the website but again, I couldn't, not with the camera and the microphone stuck on my chest, so I decided to just go downstairs and eat my breakfast. I went down the stairs and saw Detective Newtson and 2 other men in police uniforms. I went back upstairs without making any noise so that they won't hear the noise and call me back down. I locked my room and sat at my computer. I had nothing to do. My mind felt completely vacant so I went back to my bed and began gazing at the ceiling. I rose back up, opened my laptop, clicked on Netflix, and started watching, 'The Crown'. About 20 minutes later I heard a knock on my door. I stayed quiet so they would think I was asleep.

"Honey, you up?"Mom asked, but I took no notice of her. 

'God save the Queen. In days of disillusion, However low we've been...' I went on with the show.

                      Later that day, I heard the front door shut, so I decided to take a peek. When I opened my door, I saw Scott right in front of me. I panicked and bang the door in front of me and locked it. 

"Lydia, open the door!" he started knocking on my door.

"Scott! She's asleep. Stop interrupting her," mom yelled from downstairs.  
"I just saw her get out. She slammed the door and locked it when she saw me," Scott yelled back. I heard mom's footsteps coming up the stairs. 

"Honey, are you up?" she asked, I wanted to ignore her but I thought if I ignored them, we would be arguing forever about it, so I decided to make up a story and tell them. I stayed in my room until I came up with an idea. I got out of my room 30 minutes of thinking later. I wend my way to the bathroom and I poured cold water on my face, which relaxed me a little. I walked out of the bathroom and down the stairs. Everyone was at home because it was Sunday. 'THIL' the word came to my mind repeatedly. I couldn't stop visualizing Lucas's ugly grin. I walked to the kitchen and grabbed a bowl of cereal. Mom came behind me and hugged me tightly, which made me panic. All of a sudden, the whole scene where a guy held me tightly behind me came to my mind. 
"Are you okay, sweetheart?" mom asked 
"Yeah," I hugged her back and started crying abruptly.
"Oh, baby," she said, I let go of her quickly and took my cereal to the dining table and started eating. The entire family including Thomas surrounded me by the dining table.
"Do you feel ready to talk now?" Dad asked,
"What do you want to know?" I kept my eyes on my food,
"What happened to you? Where have you been?" they looked into my eyes just as I looked up,
"I wanted to take a walk because I was too bored that night. While I walked down the road,