The Drafted Reality and Dreams

CHAPTER 24

After what felt like hours, I started to feel tired as my eyes started to give up. Of course, I left the car running but gas will be an issue soon. Maybe I should just turn it off, I don't think he is still here. When I started to go back in the front, a silhouette of a man was next to the car door. It was the man, he was trying to get inside, tugging on the door handle like a mad man, making the entire car shake like crazy. I started to freak out, screaming as loud as I could. I shriveled up in the corner of the back seat. Tears were brewing in my eye sockets.
He kicked the car, walking in a circle as he cursed. He soon started to beat up the car, screaming 'let me in' nonstop.
"Go away!" I screamed, tears running down my face with no end. "GO AWAY!" I screamed louder, my hands covering my ears.
Our screams and shouting synced, my mind soon went blank. My throat ached and almost felt like it was bleeding. Snot reached my lips as my knees were soaked in my tears. All I did was cry and cry.

After a little while longer the screaming calmed down as it soon grew silent. I looked up as I noticed the silence. I went to the door that was on the other side of the car. I grabbed the handle, looking out of the window. I soon opened the door and I was greeted by the man. The man who is trying to kill me.
"Hello, Ms Hidden." He said with a smile, his eyes bloodshot red while his forehead covered in sweat.
He soon came near, I started to scream as I backed up from him. I kicked and screamed, holding onto one of the seatbelts for dear life. All I could do was scream, kick, and hold on.
"Don't make this any harder for both of us, Ms Hidden." He said, grabbing onto my ankles trying to pull me out of the car.
"Holding onto the seat belt won't do you any good, Ms Hidden." He said.
"I'm not Ms. Hidden." I screamed at him, still trying to kick him at least in the face.
"But you are, I said so." He pulled harder, making me lose grip of the seat belt.
"NO!" I screamed, kicking more rapidly as I knew that my life was soon coming to an end.
He dragged me onto the road, towards the police car. I tried to wiggle out of his grip but there was no point as his grip hardened the more I moved.
My limbs felt numb as I was dragged along the scratchy pavement. Tears made my vision blurry.
"What's wrong, Ms Hidden? Did you finally give up?" He said, now picking me up to put me in the back seat. But I wasn't alone in the backseat. There was someone else which was the police officer that he happened to come across with. The actual officer was dead, his head smashed in. I gasped, I tried to get out but he soon closed the door. I covered my mouth with one of my hands, looking away from the dead officer. I cried quietly as the man started to drive away.
I guess I really won't be home tonight...

After who knows how long we were at an abandoned building. From what I know I eventually fell asleep while we were on the way here. My vision was blurry, my eyes felt like they were glued shut but they only gave up as if to say 'you must be tired, sleep and it will be all over soon.' It was weird how I let go of my life so soon, so quick. I thought that I wasn't the type to give up so easily.
The man got out of the car, opening the door. My body was leaning against the door beforehand. He grabbed hold of my arm, pulling me out of the car by force. My legs gave out; he picked me up and carried me bridal style. I blink slowly as everything felt like it was slowing down. My vision eventually grew dark.

I woke up on a bed, both my arms and legs cuffed to the ends of the bed. I pulled at the cuffs but they didn't budge. The man watched me as he kept a fire lit in one of the corners of the building.
"Shit." I mumbled, looking away to avoid his gaze.
I pulled at the cuffs once again but nothing was different; the cuffs only felt tighter around my wrists and ankles.
"Heh— Why are you staring at me? Look away you creepy shit!" I screamed at him, I started to become stressed as I felt like the crazy one.
"If you are gonna kill me then do it! KILL ME YOU PIECE OF SHIT!" I screamed louder, pulling at the cuffs even more.
His gaze was enough to tell me that he would rip my guts out if I don't keep shut. He soon smiled, he walked towards me, covering my wrists with his hands.
"Ms Hidden, it is not time yet." He said, his face came closer to mine. "It's quite bothersome. How your husband isn't coming to look for you. He must trust you quite a lot , doesn't he?" He chuckled, "The way he doesn't think you're cheating on him."
I spat in his face causing him to lose his smile.
"Fuck you." I said with clenched teeth.
He grabbed my face with one hand. He squeezed my skull and his grip only got tighter. He soon let go and walked away.
"Have that be a warning for now. I can do much worse, you know. There's more ways to torture a woman than a man." He said, tending to the fire once more.
"Then go ahead, torture me. Or better yet kill me. I don't want to be here with a serial killer." I said, looking away from him.
"I can't do that." He said, "Not yet at least."
"Why not? You killed those people so easily, so why are you hesitating now?" I said, "Did your daddy tell you not to?" I chuckled, looking back at him but this time he was right next to the bed. His eyes were wide and red.
He titled his head, "Ms Hidden, I guess you like to talk a lot, don't you?" He said, holding a pair of scissors. "If you don't stay quiet then I guess I will have to torture you much sooner."
He started to come close, "Will you be quiet, Ms Hidden?" He said, trying to force my mouth open.
I nodded my head furiously, my eyes shut tightly.
He chuckled, "Good girl." He backed off, leaving the room this time.
I cringed at his words, my eyes now open. I got a good glimpse of a table that was covered in weapons along with some blood. A pair of scissors were nothing compared to a hammer or an ax.
This will be a long night, I thought.