Anita Shocker woke up sitting on a cold hard concrete floor feeling blood dripping down her arm and chin. She had a sharp pain in her jaw ( probably the source of the blood) and her head, and her head was sopping wet(probably with blood). She realized her arms were wrapped around a big pole and tied in the back and she had been gagged and tied at the feet, and knees, and chest, and neck (jees who did these people think she was, superman!). She was sitting on the floor of the ground level in an abandoned parking garage. It was strange because the entrances and exits were covered in what could have been small rock slides and there was a huge circle about two cars in length carved into the floor about five feet in front of her.
It was very dark in the garage but that was no problem for Anita. She could actually see better in the dark than in the light. Now it was not that she was some weird night creature who lurks in the shadows at night She was a heldor catcher and that was one of her talents. Anita had dark thick curls dipping down past her butt and beautiful big brown eyes that sparkled in just about any light.
There were hardly any blemishes on her perfect olive colored skin. Her lips were always bright pink because they were covered in her favorite blueberry swirl lipstick that she was so picky about. She was tall about 5 9' and she always wore something tight, pink, and black.Today she was wearing a sparkly black shirt with sparkly pink sleeves and pants so tight they could have been made right on her with her normal black flats that clung to her feet and had surprisingly good traction. There was a sparkly pink bow in her hair that was now probably soaked with blood. But don’t let her pretty face fool you. She was a rough it tough it girl with her motor cycle and her stuffed jalapenos.
She must have waited all of five minutes when the large circle that was cut into the floor started to rise and she wasn’t surprised to see that it was probably about six feet thick. From under it three guys emerged all very buff and strong looking. One of them held one of those lash things you learn about in history class that they use to torture people with. It had a thick handle and nine thick strands of leather coming out of it each strand laced with pieces of broken glass and various other sharp things like rusty nails and broken off knife tips. Another of the guys had on a belt of extremely sharp knifes each painted with crusty dried pieces of blood around the tips. The man also held another knife in his hand looked a lot like a kitchen knife mixed with a two edged sword. It was about half the length of the mans body and the man was about a foot taller than her. The third man held a small bottle that looked like it might hold some type of acid.
The men smiled at her an she smiled back. The man with the knifes said " Hello what’s your name"She just grinned even wider at him as she said "Santa Clause". The man laughed a dark cold laugh that sent shivers down her spine."Wrong asnwer"And he threw the giant knife directly at her.
