The Legend of Layla

Layla's life changes radically when she contracts a bizarre disease that renders her stronger ...and thirstier than ever. In an effort to understand her disease, Layla turns to a local scientist Miranda Leben for help. Little does Layla know the dark forces stalking her and soon Miranda is taken hostage with the only ransom demand being that Layla comes to take Miranda's place. Layla embarks on an epic quest to rescue Miranda from the kidnappers and soon learns the dark ambitions of those bent on 'militarizing' her disease.
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"She closed her eyes and pictured Miranda tied up, terrified and in pain as Mr. Shades, or some other goon just like him, menaced over her. Layla looked down sadly. There was only one thing she could do to rescue poor Miranda.

She pulled out her cheap burner phone and began to dial. The phone on the other end only rang once before it cut to open-line. No voice spoke. Layla swallowed hard and said “This is Layla.” A deep man’s voice answered “Figured it would only be a matter of time before you called.” Layla frowned “Look, I don’t know what you are expecting out of this, so let’s make it simple. I have ten-thousand in cash right now and I have no motivation to involve the police. Return Miranda alive and well, and that money will be yours. Flat, simple, easy money. All I need is Miranda back. Deal?”

The voice on the other side stayed quiet for a short while. Then he said “You seriously think I’m that stupid? You can keep your paltry cash. Ten thousand is chump-change compared to what you have to offer.” Layla took a deep breath “And that is?” The voice said, menacingly “You.”

Layla gasped. The voice continued “You are incredibly valuable, Layla. I will let Miranda go, if you follow my instructions exactly.” Layla said “And those are?” The man said “Take Kentucky Avenue south, past Raymond Street heading towards the Maywood area. Turn left onto The River Lane and follow it all the way back.” Layla frowned and said “You mean Rudd Equipment?”

The voice on the other end paused.

The voice spoke again, sounding thrown off slightly by Layla’s remarkable grasp of Indianapolis geography, “uh…Ummm… You’re close. The place you are going to is behind them. Keep taking River Lane all the way. You will see a sheet-metal building marked number thirteen. Come with no cops, and we will let Miranda go unharmed.” Layla asked “How do I know she is still alive.”

Another pause. Layla heard dark whispers in the background of instructions. The sound of tape ripping came over the phone followed by a whimper. Miranda spoke hoarsely and quickly “Don’t do it Layla!”

Layla said “I have to rescue you.” Miranda replied, speaking as quickly as she could “No, stay away. If they kill me, they kill me. If they get you it will be…”

Suddenly Miranda’s voice muffled quickly as the man returned gruffly “Talking time is over. You know she’s alive. If you want to keep her that way, come to the building I told you about. Come before midnight tonight!” The phone line went dead.

Layla trembled lightly as she raised a hand to brush a wisp of hair back from her face. “Oh Miranda…” She whispered lightly. Her hand trembled as she thought about what had just happened.

The man had just ignored her offer of ten thousand dollars like it had been nothing. Layla shook her head. She couldn’t understand what kind of person would do that, but then just demand that Layla herself show up alone. Layla closed her eyes and pictured the area where she would be going. Sure, it lay inside the I-465 loop, but in no way did it resemble any part of the city. She had seen it before from Kentucky Avenue. A large, expansive quarry surrounded by heavy equipment and piles of aggregate that could be purchased by the ton and shipped on a rail-car. It butted up against the back-side of the city dump. If it was a trap, then clearly the man on the other side of the phone had multi-tasking in mind. By going to such a remote location, Layla would practically be helping him hide her own dead body.

Layla fumbled in her purse. It felt natural and served as a comfort. She wrapped her lithe hand around her beat-up and tiny Ruger LC9 pistol..."

Synopsis
Layla's life changes radically when she contracts a bizarre disease that renders her stronger ...and thirstier than ever. In an effort to understand her disease, Layla turns to a local scientist Miranda Leben for help. Little does Layla know the dark forces stalking her and soon Miranda is taken hostage with the only ransom demand being that Layla comes to take Miranda's place. Layla embarks on an epic quest to rescue Miranda from the kidnappers and soon learns the dark ambitions of those bent on 'militarizing' her disease.
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