The moaning and dragging of feet was starting to get old. It feels like I've been sitting here for hours. To my relief I hear yelling, I yell back to see if they can hear me. A hand reaches down and grabs me by the arm. It wasn't what I had expected to pull me; it gets on top of me and tries to eat me alive like I'm a piece of meat! I'm fighting for my life right now with no help that I can see. When all of a sudden a dark figure towers over the thing on top of me and gives it a good hard whap to the side of the head. Screaming, blood is splattered all over me! The figure reaches down to help me up, I looked up and recognized who had helped me, Bane. Bane was my high school crush, he was the one everyone wanted to get with. He told me that we needed to get to the safehouse with the others.
