The Light in Darkness

Chapter 12: Break My Mind

-Katrina-

~Dream~

"Oliver, start the car, we have to get out of here." My mom begs as she put me in my car seat. "What's wrong Becky? Did Katrina get hurt?" Dad asks. "No, not all! It's him, he found us." Mother sighs nervously as she climbed into the car, "I spotted him trying to take our baby girl while we were busy talking to our friends." "What?!" Daddy roars, "Where is he?!" My father's roars catch me off guard and I cover my ears at my father's raised voice. "Oliver, don't! You're scaring Katrina!" Mom yells as she halts my father from leaving the car, "Let's just get out of here before it's too late."My dad sighs heavily towards my mother's pleas and hesitantly gets back into the car before turning it back on. "Fine honey, I'll let him go, for now. But I swear, if I see or hear about him near you, or our child again, nothing will stop me next time from kicking his ass!" Dad warns as he pulled out of our parking spot.

"I understand Oliver that your upset, and I am too, but please refrain from using such language around Katrina." Mommy seethes. "Really Becky? A psychopath almost took our daughter and you're more upset about my language than him?!" My father demands as we stopped at the red light. "Oh for the love of God Oliver, do you really believe that I'm not upset that he found me?! You know I've been trying to hide from him for over a year now just to keep us safe!" Mom yelled. "Well, your safety measures almost got Katrina kidnapped and possibly killed!" Daddy growled as the light turned green.

Scared out of my wits of the fight getting out of control in front of me, I try to intervene, "L-look, mom and dad, I'm s-sorry I didn't know any b-better about h-him. P-please just s-stop yell-." "Shit! Get d-!" My dad interrupts as a semi cuts across the other intersection and straight into our car.

~End of Dream~

I wake up with a jolt and scream as my family's car is struck by the all too familiar semi, reliving it had never felt so real before! "Agh, my h-head. It h-hurts" I gasp as I sat up. "W-where am I-I? T-this doesn't even l-look like m-my cell." I ask aloud as I looked around. By the looks of it, I was currently laying on a metal examination table with a chain around my right ankle in a very dark, unfamiliar room. "G-go f-figure." I grunt as I play with the chain, "W-when does h-he ever n-" "Agh..." A groan interrupts. My heart rate instantly hitches and I go silent. I didn't even know that someone else was in here with me. Before I can even call the stranger out, I see and hear movement of chains rattling a few feet away from me. The chains were connected to the ceiling and to the floor. And from this distance, it looked like it was holding the stranger in place on a metal upright table. At the current moment, it looked like the stranger was struggling in their chains.

Being the curious, naive little child that I am, I jump down from the bare table and with a small amount bravery, I start to slowly approach the chained creature. "W-who's there?" I demand. The chains instantly stop moving to my small voice and the stranger stops straining against them. With now only my chains making noise, I cautiously continue my approach until I am at least a foot away from the cloaked stranger's right side. Up close, I could see that the stranger was male and he indeed was dressed in all black except for his bare chest. Other than his chest, the man wore what looked like to be armor and a mask with pointy bat ears to hide his identity. "Weird." I chuckle silently.

To my surprise, the man hears me and quickly darts his head towards my exact location in the dark. His sudden movements startle me, and I back off a few steps. "Wait Katrina!" The man groans, "Don't go." I instantly stop moving backwards at the man's command. "He know who I am, yet I don't know him. Is he maybe the man who I met me back at the park and saved my life?" I thought. "Katrina, please don't be afraid, its me." The man sighs. I crook my head to the right as he spoke that, I didn't recognize him at all, but he knew who I was, which made no sense to me at all. "H-have w-we met b-before?" I ask. There was so much shock that settled across his features, that I had to check behind me just to see if he wasn't just staring at a murder behind me.