Bats In The Belfry

prologue

November 27th, 2046 Sunlight shined on my face. Mommy and daddy and brother were over by the car, taking things out of the trunk. Its my birthday. I turned 4. I kept running around, telling every adult I saw that I turned four today. They would smile, and I would run to my next victim. I never realized that I couldn't see the car, or my family, anymore. I didn't know that it would be a long time until I saw them again.

I ran past a tree, then saw someone to my right. I stopped and turned. It was a man, really tall, with a black coat and a hat. I smiled.

"Hi mister, I turn four today. Its my birthday." I held up four fingers to prove it.

He looked at me, not saying anything. Suddenly, he grabbed me. This wasn't a hug. This hurt. It hurt bad.

I tried to yell for mommy, but the scary man had his hand on my mouth. He tasted bad, and I started crying.

He ran very fast, to a big white car by a big tree. He opened the side of it and tossed me in. There were more scary men in there, staring at me. I couldn't stop crying and tried to go back to the sunlight, to my mommy and daddy and brother. But suddenly the light was gone and another hand grabbed me and held me.

I kept crying harder and screamed for mommy. Then a hurt crept into my neck, and suddenly my head hurt, my voice got quiet, and what little light was in the scary car disappeared.

And that's where this horror begins.