• Tossing and turning I heard, my voice being shouted from a distance.

    “Cassie! Cassie!” a man’s voice shouted but I couldn’t move. I was strapped down to a metal table! I licked my lips and tried to sit up to answer back because of the restraints. But I could only taste my last victim’s blood.

    “Cassie! Cassie!” the man’s voice still shouts over the loud buzzing in my head. Finally I manage to sit upright with the man’s help. His firm grasp lay upon my arm. He lifts me up over his shoulder and begins to run, but me fighting with him every step of the way. I could feel the cool breeze blowing through my hair, cooling down my warm body. My hand is throbbing with pain from fighting him. I finally manage to choke out

    “W-W-What happened to me? Where am I?”

    Sitting down next to the warmth of a fire nearby I manage to open my eyes to see a strangely familiar man standing over, watching me.