(Dark content in this.)
The dark, quiet room in which Archie had been for the last few years was suddenly filled with light and noise as crashing, shouting and footsteps erupted from the floor above, all seeming to meld into one cacophony, making it almost impossible for the young male to pick up any distinct sort of noise or words, looking up as the basement door swung open with a sudden crack, hitting the wall with a considerable amount of force.
Gazing up as he heard a gruff, distinctly masculine voice call out "He's down here, Sarge!", the young man could see the outline of a few people, though he couldn't make out much in the way of any distinctive features, other then body shape and height.
After a moment, two more figures appeared, coming down the stairs with one of the first shapes in tow, appearing under the dim light provided by the single light bulb in the middle of the room, which seemed to buzz as it flickered dully , bathing the occupants in just enough light. From what Archie could tell, the two dressed in green were paramedics, the other a police officer, going by her uniform.
"Archie? I'm Lizzie, I'm a paramedic, can you let me treat you darling?" She asked gently, giving the frightened looking male a soft reassuring smile to try and cheer him up a bit.
A shake of the head.
"We know you're scared, but it's to make sure you're not hurt, or ill." A pause. "Do you want to be treated in the ambulance? So you're not in here any longer?"
A nod.
"Alright mate, we'll get you out, come on." The other paramedic spoke calmly too, a male. Helping him up, the two lead him outside, flashbulbs going off as soon as he stepped foot outside, journalists all calling out to ask questions of him and the two medical workers, Archie's big, frightened brown eyes filling up with tears as he tried to hide away, scared to death.
A figure seemed to be distinct among the faces, however, one the young male knew better then any other he'd seen in the mass, calling out meekly for them, wanting them to come with him, needing the person to be there.
Archie looked a mess. His normally light, almost sandy hair was darker from all the muck, mud and dirt that had accumulated over the time he'd been locked away, and he was thinner then ever, pale skinned and covered in cuts and bruises, tears racing down his face as he looked around, scared of his mind and wanting someone he trusted to just hug him, hold him, keep him safe from harm. All he was dressed in was a grey vest and a pair f baggy shorts, covered in dirt and blood as he had a blanket placed over him to try and keep him warm and comforted the best they could do.
(Obviously this is going to be a quite dark plot, focusing on the effects of the kidnapping, how Archie readjusts to being out of the same, dark room constantly, getting used to and being able to fully trust other people again.
Yes, it'll be dark, yes, it'll be sad, but I feel something like this will be an interesting idea if played out properly.
The person Archie calls out for can be one of two people. If you want this to EVENTUALLY become romance, it can be his best friend.
If not, it can be his OLDER or TWIN brother or sister. I figured they would be the only family in this.)
The dark, quiet room in which Archie had been for the last few years was suddenly filled with light and noise as crashing, shouting and footsteps erupted from the floor above, all seeming to meld into one cacophony, making it almost impossible for the young male to pick up any distinct sort of noise or words, looking up as the basement door swung open with a sudden crack, hitting the wall with a considerable amount of force.
Gazing up as he heard a gruff, distinctly masculine voice call out "He's down here, Sarge!", the young man could see the outline of a few people, though he couldn't make out much in the way of any distinctive features, other then body shape and height.
After a moment, two more figures appeared, coming down the stairs with one of the first shapes in tow, appearing under the dim light provided by the single light bulb in the middle of the room, which seemed to buzz as it flickered dully , bathing the occupants in just enough light. From what Archie could tell, the two dressed in green were paramedics, the other a police officer, going by her uniform.
"Archie? I'm Lizzie, I'm a paramedic, can you let me treat you darling?" She asked gently, giving the frightened looking male a soft reassuring smile to try and cheer him up a bit.
A shake of the head.
"We know you're scared, but it's to make sure you're not hurt, or ill." A pause. "Do you want to be treated in the ambulance? So you're not in here any longer?"
A nod.
"Alright mate, we'll get you out, come on." The other paramedic spoke calmly too, a male. Helping him up, the two lead him outside, flashbulbs going off as soon as he stepped foot outside, journalists all calling out to ask questions of him and the two medical workers, Archie's big, frightened brown eyes filling up with tears as he tried to hide away, scared to death.
A figure seemed to be distinct among the faces, however, one the young male knew better then any other he'd seen in the mass, calling out meekly for them, wanting them to come with him, needing the person to be there.
Archie looked a mess. His normally light, almost sandy hair was darker from all the muck, mud and dirt that had accumulated over the time he'd been locked away, and he was thinner then ever, pale skinned and covered in cuts and bruises, tears racing down his face as he looked around, scared of his mind and wanting someone he trusted to just hug him, hold him, keep him safe from harm. All he was dressed in was a grey vest and a pair f baggy shorts, covered in dirt and blood as he had a blanket placed over him to try and keep him warm and comforted the best they could do.
(Obviously this is going to be a quite dark plot, focusing on the effects of the kidnapping, how Archie readjusts to being out of the same, dark room constantly, getting used to and being able to fully trust other people again.
Yes, it'll be dark, yes, it'll be sad, but I feel something like this will be an interesting idea if played out properly.
The person Archie calls out for can be one of two people. If you want this to EVENTUALLY become romance, it can be his best friend.
If not, it can be his OLDER or TWIN brother or sister. I figured they would be the only family in this.)