The Insiders

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Thrillers  |  House: Booksie Classic
Imogen decides that now is the time she must go out with her friends and try to lead a normal life, however things take a turn for the worst when they track her down.
Who's they? She doesn't know.

Submitted: October 22, 2016

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Submitted: October 22, 2016




She knew they were coming. That was a sign, the smoke. Amy even said that. Now the only thing on Imogen’s mind is getting out alive.

Her hands are sweating. She can feel the beads run over her palms. It doesn’t matter how hard she tries, she can’t hide how afraid she is. As the smoke floated towards her, she can smell the poison. They were going to kill everyone. She stood up and ran out. Shaking with fear, all she hears is Amy telling her everyone is dying inside after inhaling the gas. What could she do?

After spending enough time outside to allow the gas to disappear, Imogen approached the door again. Her hands shaking and her stomach churning, she reaches apprehensively for the handle. As she pulls open the door, everyone is still seated and watching the show.

‘They’ve all been brainwashed, look at them.’ Said Amy, pointing at the audience.

True enough, they were all sat uniform, clapping in perfect synchronisation, but had they been brainwashed? Imogen wasn’t sure, but whatever had happened she knew who was responsible.

She sat down, making herself aware of everything around her and everyone around her. This reassured her that she was safe. Safe until she heard them coming, that was.

The noise of their helicopter landing on the roof made her heart tremble. The thud shook her whole body. This was it for her. As Imogen got up to leave, she could see them coming for her. She tried to run, but her legs had frozen still. For a moment, she had become paralysed – fighting with her body to move but going nowhere.

Amy told her they would come, how could she be so stupid. Of course they would find her. They always did.  The only problem is she doesn’t know who they are or why they are after her. Amy had always told her that she thought they were a government-run organisation who was after her because she knew their secrets, but Imogen knew that couldn’t be right as she didn’t know any secrets about the government.

The theatre lights were blistering hot on her face, the speakers so loud they are synchronising her heartbeat with their bellowing bass, the commotion in the room causing the walls to reverberate like four humungous speakers amplifying every sound, drowning you her in dread. She had nowhere to run. 

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