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 Author: WiseEyes
Title: Taken
Summary: A dad sees his 13yo daughter kidnapped from right in front of
their home.  After hours of searching he fears he is too late to help her.
(Please note that this story is not as gross as the keywords suggest).
Keywords: M+f kidnap teen nc snuff cann





   .  Taken

   .  by WiseEyes

   I was working in my front yard on a warm Sunday afternoon.  Pulling out
an old dead bush that I was going to replace with new one.  The
neighborhood we live in is really a quiet and pleasant middle income suburb
with not much going on around our area at all.

   My daughter was coming home from her friend's house that sits right
across the street from ours.  Julie is 13, a good kid really and over all
innocent by nature.  To describe her for you she is about 5'3" tall, thin
and seems to be all arms and legs.  She has small breasts and from what her
mom tells me that bothers her a lot since her friends have larger ones than
her.  She has a face that seems to glow and smile all the time.  She has
very beautiful sky-blue eyes that seem to shine and glisten as she talks
and laughs.  Her hair is fairly short and is light blond in color.

   As I was saying, She was just coming home and I was not paying much
attention to her nor did I notice the silver car that was driving down our
street.  Just as she stepped up on the curb the car suddenly stopped behind
her.  Two men jumped out in a flash and dragged Julie screaming into the
back seat of their car and it sped off in a screech of tires before I could
jump up and run to save her.

   I was panicking, my daughter had just been kidnapped right in front of
her home and in front of my eyes.  I ran inside as fast as I could to get
my car keys then to hop into my car and get out of the garage and go after
them.  I was scared because I knew that with the way our streets run where
we live they could be going off in any one of four directions before I got
my car out of the garage and there was little hope I would see them at all.
But most of all I was so scared because I had a good idea why they had
taken her and if so there was a big chance I would not see her again.  This
kind of abductions had been happening off and on for some time now.

   I was racing around the neighborhood like a mad man looking for her and
that car.  It was a wonder I did not run over and kill anyone else's child
in looking for mine.  I drove all over the place in looking for her. 
Trying to think of the most likely places they could have taken her. 
Places where abducted girls were reported to have wound up.  But I was
having no luck at all.  We live in a large metropolis and there is over a
hundred square miles of streets, alleys and buildings in which to find a 92
pound girl in.  Hours had now gone by and I was still searching for her.  I
knew that by now the odds were not good for her and that no matter what
they had taken her for.  It had already happened to her or was still
happening to her right at this moment.

   It was near sunset I thought of another place to look.  I drove to a
large area of light industrial and warehouses buildings that was miles from
the house.  It is the kind of area where you find heating/air conditioning
companies or garage door installers and such.  Every city has these areas
and larger cities like ours has maybe a hundred or more.  I was driving up
and down the streets looking down side streets and alley ways for any sign
of Julie or that damn silver car.  Finally over to the left ahead of me I
saw a small amount of smoke rising up between buildings.  I turned down the
wide alley that the smoke was coming from and suddenly my heart stopped. 
There was that damn car parked just past the source of the smoke.  Closer
to me under a metal awning was a group of about a dozen men sitting around
on chairs and stacked pallets eating off of styrofoam plates and drinking
beer.  I jumped out of my car and was walking over to the spot that I was
focused on.  Is it animal instinct that you have to go right up and see
what you know is a travesty, or is it just a last grasp of hope that once
you are close enough you will find that your worst fear has not come to
pass?  Whatever the reason there I was just about eight feet from the
improvised fire pit.  It was obviously nearly out because I could feel
little heat from it.  And there, about four feet over the dying coals was
what was left of Julie.  About two thirds of her roasted body was missing.
The part of her body that was left, most of her left leg, half of her back
and belly were still there and had been roasted to a deep golden brown. 
With places like her knee and toes were more blackened from the heat of the
fire that they had roasted her body over.  The blackened steel pipe that
they had impaled her on was still running through her hip bones and mostly
exposed rib cage that her flesh had since been carved away from.  The point
of the spit was at her upper end.  Her head was also missing from her body.

   I heard someone walk up behind me.  I turned around and walking to me
with a plate covered in meat was one of the men I had seen grab Julie from
our yard just five hours before and I knew he recognized me from when they
took her.  But the look on his face and his demeanor was not that of a man
that had just been caught at his crime.  Nor of a man that was coming to do
me harm to protect them from being turned in for their crime.  No, he was
walking over to me as if I was an old friend that had showed up late.  "She
was great you know, you would have been proud of her.", he said as he
handed me the white styrofoam plate covered in slices of my own daughter's
meat.  "Here, she really tastes great.  Best I have had for some time." As
he was talking I noticed that about twenty feet behind him on some pallets
that they had their plates and beers on was Julie's severed, uncooked head.
It sat there as if it was their table centerpiece.  "Yeah I gotta' tell you
she was a lot of fun to roast and I guess it is only fair to tell you that
we had a lot of fun with her before hand too.  I think each of us had at
least a couple turns with your pretty kiddo there."

   "Was she beheaded first?" Was all I could finally could say, hoping she
had a quick death.  "Nah, we impaled her alive from cunt to mouth." I had
prayed that above all this had not happened to her as you can imagine why.
He went on, "Sorry, but you know how the guys love a good show.  If it
makes you feel any better I can tell you she did not scream all that long.
Once the spit was all the way through her and out her mouth then we cut her
head off to end her suffering.  Plus we just wanted to see her face as we
ate her."

   I was sicked and stunned.  I walked over to the pallets in a daze and
sat down.  I stared at Julie's head beside me and what was left of her body
over the old coals.  Someone handed me a beer and I without thinking I
started eating her meat as I wondered how on earth I was going to break
this news to her mother.  But I knew for sure it was best I didn't tell her
mom that the guy was right, Julie did taste great.

   The End

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