*hylian*sakura*

Had their last day yesterday? That's rough. Lucky me, I have a math and chem exam to go before I can take a break! 8D;
I don't really care for the cookie, but for mills and VMs, sure. 8)

Haaaiiii!!! ^_^

its ok... you stuck by me, now its me turn to stick by you. we'll get past this.

should we go to the cops?! or... what do we do?!

*finally finds her voice* l-lets get out of here... quick!!
*still dizzy* grr... come back here, you brat!!

thats a good girl. well leave you alone after this. but not a word of this gets out, yeah? that way, all your friends stay nice and alive.

thats a really bad word choice. but im afraid i cant let go of her. you see, shes my insurance that you wont do anything stupid. much as id like to trust you... orders are orders. now, shall we get going?

correct. the president of the Shortner Foundation is not above framing his rivals. youll help me find the files, or ill pull the trigger.

i was... hired for a lot of money to bring those files to the media's attention. i was told to use any tactics necessary.

i know you know where they are! they disappeared the day you moved into that apartment... and your father helped you move in!! you think im stupid? you think you can bluff your way out of this?! *shoves the gun closer against Silver's head*

sorry, sweetie, but shes our bargaining material. she stays here, in case you disobey. we have tabs on all your friends... shes just the first. if you want her back, i suggest you tell me where the files are. the files your father left with you.

just your cooperation. *hits a light switch, revealing his face as the man who used to work for the Hamiltons*

*when Sakura gets to room 107, the shady-looking man is dangling Silver out an open window. they may be on the first floor, but sice the hospital is built into a hillside with a garage below, theres quite a drop*
so youre here!!! you must be Mousy's friend... stay away, or i shoot. *also has a gun at Silver's temple*

*reaches Silver's room* wakey, wakey!!
uhmnn... *wakes up, with the worst headache imaginable and feeling sick to her stomach* who...
rise and shine, Squeaky. *grips Silver's throat tightly, choking her so she wont scream* i feel bad about putting you through this kid... youre just the opening. heh heh heh...

awww, thankies~ youve been one of me greatest friends, too! i know i can always talk to you about anything, AND i dont need to worry about you moving away since youre already a continent away.

*a shady-looking man walks up to the counter at the hospital where Silver is* can i get the room number of a Ms. Silver Piper? i need to see her about something.
im sorry sir, but visiting hours are over. come back tomo--
*draws a gun* i dont care about visiting hours!!!! just gimme the *bleep* number!!! and if you call the cops, i kill the brat!!
r-room 107!! y-yessir!!

Hey. How are you?

Long time no speak, hm?

Don't even try to convince me you still have school.

ugh... *lays back, feeling like her insides are on fire*
**meanwhile, back at the apartment...**
*Silver's phone, which she left behind, rings to signal a text. it reads: "Squeakity squeak. It won't be long, little mouse."*