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Tori had alot on her mind. She didn't want to leave her friend behind but if it meant finding civilization she must travel onward. At least Ariana had decided to follow. Her legs ached from the walking they had done today and they hadn't gotten any sleep thanks to the noise they heard.
"I'm telling you we will find people!" Victoria exclaimed as she fixed her hair and turned back at Ariana who was putting her hair in a ponytail.
"I hope so" Ariana put in as she finished changing her hair style. Victoria noticed her close friend appearing more braver and bolder than she had been before.
She remembers Ariana running around screaming, now the girl was ready to face what was to come. But before Victoria could tell Ariana she looked good the noise shrieked again much louder than before, this time a beam of strange lights shot between the branches of nearby trees.
"We are close!" Tori shouted over the noises as Ariana nodded enthusiastically. Her icy eyes lit up and the two started to run with their flip flops on past nearby trees and into the light.
What they saw before them once they entered a big clearing was a huge factory of some sort placed in the center of the lush, exotic, tropical jungle paradise. The factory was one big yellow metal building with multiple cranes and machines digging into the ground as giant holes of dirt about 40 feet deep sat around the clearing. They noticed men in the distance howling over machine clanking and clunking. They all had their construction hats on and carried tools. There were about 150 men and plenty of machines knocking down trees and digging holes.
Ariana was so pleased to finally see people. Victoria had let out a calm breath as she was pleased they were right about civilization being here. The workers didn't seem to notice the girls at all. They just constantly ran around from the building to the machines. 'We must go back to get Ciara" Ariana insisted grabbing onto Tori's arm. But as the red head celeb looked at her friend long she saw a look of curiosity in her eyes.
"These workers might not be from America" Tori said remaining still as she set her gaze upon the working men. "What are you talking about!' Ariana demanded as she began to pull Victoria.
"Maybe they arn't friendly" she began. "It dosn't matter where they are from, they'll still help us!" Ariana continued pulling Victoria but she didn't move.
"Not if they don't want us here" Victoria finally turned her eyes onto Ariana who began to grow worried. What if Tori was right. A new thought of terror rose in her head but before she could do anything about it a hand clamped onto her thin shoulder as a deep raucous voice spoke from behind her ears.
"What are you to doing on this island" he said in a deep russian accent. This worried Tori instantly. Both girls knew they were from Russia, the question was will they help them. Victoria quickly spun around along with Ariana as the two examined the man behind them.
He had a fuzzy beard, dark eyes and a yellow construction hat on which sat slanted. His cloths were dirt stained and his boots were nearly destroyed. He stood there waiting for an explanation.
"Oh hello!" Victoria said awkwardly, "Can you help us". Ariana wondered what the man would say.
He showed a look of hostility. "What do you two think you're doing trespassing on private Russian property!" he grew louder and harsher as if he ignored the girl's innocent response. Tori flashed her friend a glance of sorrow. "We are lost, we accidentally crashed onto this island and we didn't know you weren't aloud here, we will leave if you can help us off" Tori spoke again her voice sounding much more worried and trembly.
The man's expression didn't change. "No excuses, you American! Come with me!" he commanded as he lead the way down into the clearing. The girls followed innocently not knowing what trouble they were up against. They weren't aloud to speak, all they did was shot worried glances back and forth. The Russian worker lead them past other workers who looked at them in hostility as well. Finally they reached the big building where they entered an elevator. It brought them up to the top floor.
The doors swung open as a big room stretched out with multiple guards standing along the metal walls. At the end of the room a table sat with a freshly dressed clean Russian boss whose hair was jet black and slicked back. He watches as the worker lead the girls up to his desk.
Victoria didn't understand why the workers and guards where so frightened and worried about the two American actresses. They meant no harm. As they approached the desk the Russian boss looked from top to bottom at the two girls who were embarrassingly dressed for the beach.
He saw Tori's long feet which had richly colored ocean blue toe nails on her pudgy toes that wiggled when he saw them. They were placed in expensive top of the line flip flops which showed stains of sand and dirt although her feet for the most part remained clean.
He examined Ariana starting from the bottom. He saw her pale white feet with their rose red toe nails on her toes which pressed onto her flip flops which were also top brand. Her flip flops had a little sand sprinkled there but were mostly clean. He saw her red hair which was in a pony tail and saw her thin pale ears stand out behind her hair. He saw her ice blue eyes and her narrow nose. He knew these girls were American.
"Why have you come onto my private island" he demanded with a Russian accent worse then the rest. He slammed his big fist on the table flashing a gold ring he wore.
"It was on accident, you see me and my two friends were on our boat when we crashed here, we are really sorry, can you get us off!" Victoria said with a hint of desperation in her voice. All her pleas for mercy were completely ignored. The Russian shook his head. "You have trespassed either way!" he said roughly, "Follow my two guards into this room, then you can leave". He finished rubbing his beard and calling his guard to come over. Ariana managed to hear what he whispered in his guard's ear. He said something along the lines of teaching the American girls a lesson. Ariana got the chills but Tori seemed to follow the guards without hesitation.
When they entered the room lights turned on and the room had a bubbly feel. There were two seats infront of them. "Please sit down" the guard said as he pointed to the chairs. Ariana reluctantly sat as Tori sat down right away.
All of a sudden the one guard pulled out a remote and clicked the button. Immediately two curved bars strapped over the two girl's hands as they couldn't move their arms off the chair arms. The back of the chairs leaned back making the girls face forward. Their feet flung up and straight causing Tori's flip flops to slowly slip off. Her bare feet showed as two curved bars strapped around her ankles. Then over Ariana's. She managed to keep her flip flops on.
Tori couldn't think of what they were gonna do. But when the guard . . .
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