A Night To Remember, chapter 7
Mike was the one to wake up first. His feet and wrists were tied. He was lying facedown in straw. He spat it out of his mouth and looked around. He was in a large underground cavern. Stalactites hung from the ceiling and dripped droplets into a lake. He realised he was inside a steel cage on a small island in the centre of the lake. He could just see the waters edge. Why was it light in here? Flame torches hung from the ceiling, and these created an eerie glow. He crawled over to Billie Joe and Tré, who were lying unconscious and also tied up.
"Billie." He gave Billie a light shake. He didn't move. He shoved Tré lightly.
"Tré?" He didn't respond either.
"Billie? Tré?" Fear welled up inside of him, and he started to panic. His breathing sped up rapidly, and he started to shake.
"Billie, Tré! BILLIE!" He head butted Billie Joe hard across the forehead. Billie stirred and opened his eyes.
"Did you have to hit me that hard?" He mumbled. "Where are we?"
"Your awake!" He looped his tied arms around Billie and hugged him.
"Yes I'm awake!" He shoved Mike off lightly. "Again, where are we?"
I don't know. I think-" Mike said. They stopped and turned as they heard Tré scream. He was awake.
"What?!" Billie asked.
"RAT! RAT!" He hollered and pointed to the ground, his eyes wild with fear. There, sitting in the straw with them, was a big, fat, hairy grey rat. It squeaked menacingly.
"Eww!" Mike said and backed off. Billie Joe rolled his eyes.
"For Christ's sake!" With one swift movement he kicked the rat straight out of the cage, and it landed in the water with a "Sploosh".
"Nice kick." Mike said.
"Fucking yeti." Tré said.
"What about Steve?" Billie asked. "What do you have against him?"
"What do I have against him! Do you have shit for brains! He set us up! He pushed us into the hole and into this cage! And he threw me into the snow, he threw me across the tour bus and he nearly strangled me!"
"Oh yeah! Good point." Mike said.
At that moment, a boat appeared from the murky beyond and into view. They watched. It was a large rowing boat, and six men in brown uniforms were rowing it. They had the nazi symbol on their sleeves. When they reached the island and got out of the boat, they started to laugh at Green Day.
"So you're the so called "Greatest band in the world?" Yeah right! Slipknot are way better!" A guard spat at Billie Joe's feet. Billie hawked up and spat right back, hitting the guard square in the eye.
"Slipknot are shit." Billie said.
"That's it!" The guard unlocked the door and kicked Billie Joe in the stomach. Billie gasped and curled up in pain. He was going to kick him in the face when another guard stopped him.
"That's enough Toby, we were told not to harm them."
"Toby? Toby! What sort of a name is that for a nazi?" Mike asked him.
"Shut up shithead, you'll be next soon." Tony and the other guard roughly pulled Billie Joe to his feet. The other four grabbed hold of Mike and Tré, and they were shoved onto the boat. They started to row away from the island.
"Billie." He gave Billie a light shake. He didn't move. He shoved Tré lightly.
"Tré?" He didn't respond either.
"Billie? Tré?" Fear welled up inside of him, and he started to panic. His breathing sped up rapidly, and he started to shake.
"Billie, Tré! BILLIE!" He head butted Billie Joe hard across the forehead. Billie stirred and opened his eyes.
"Did you have to hit me that hard?" He mumbled. "Where are we?"
"Your awake!" He looped his tied arms around Billie and hugged him.
"Yes I'm awake!" He shoved Mike off lightly. "Again, where are we?"
I don't know. I think-" Mike said. They stopped and turned as they heard Tré scream. He was awake.
"What?!" Billie asked.
"RAT! RAT!" He hollered and pointed to the ground, his eyes wild with fear. There, sitting in the straw with them, was a big, fat, hairy grey rat. It squeaked menacingly.
"Eww!" Mike said and backed off. Billie Joe rolled his eyes.
"For Christ's sake!" With one swift movement he kicked the rat straight out of the cage, and it landed in the water with a "Sploosh".
"Nice kick." Mike said.
"Fucking yeti." Tré said.
"What about Steve?" Billie asked. "What do you have against him?"
"What do I have against him! Do you have shit for brains! He set us up! He pushed us into the hole and into this cage! And he threw me into the snow, he threw me across the tour bus and he nearly strangled me!"
"Oh yeah! Good point." Mike said.
At that moment, a boat appeared from the murky beyond and into view. They watched. It was a large rowing boat, and six men in brown uniforms were rowing it. They had the nazi symbol on their sleeves. When they reached the island and got out of the boat, they started to laugh at Green Day.
"So you're the so called "Greatest band in the world?" Yeah right! Slipknot are way better!" A guard spat at Billie Joe's feet. Billie hawked up and spat right back, hitting the guard square in the eye.
"Slipknot are shit." Billie said.
"That's it!" The guard unlocked the door and kicked Billie Joe in the stomach. Billie gasped and curled up in pain. He was going to kick him in the face when another guard stopped him.
"That's enough Toby, we were told not to harm them."
"Toby? Toby! What sort of a name is that for a nazi?" Mike asked him.
"Shut up shithead, you'll be next soon." Tony and the other guard roughly pulled Billie Joe to his feet. The other four grabbed hold of Mike and Tré, and they were shoved onto the boat. They started to row away from the island.
