One single light swung from side to side above my head. Dim and flickering it swung. I rubbed my head and sat up. I didn't recognize where I was. The last thing I remembered was turning off my bedroom light and laying down in my bed. I moved my hands around on the ground looking for something or some clue as to where the hell I was. I searched the walls looking for some way to get out. No door. No handle. No window. Nothing, except, there was a tiny black square in the corner. I got on my knees and touched it. When it flashed red I jumped back. A camera. I'm in a tiny room with no way out and a flickering light and someone is watching me. I slowly understood what was happening. I was kidnapped by some psycho. I scurried into one of the corners and curled into a ball. I cried and screamed but no one came. No one knew I was here. I clawed at the walls, my nails soon began to bleed but I kept going. I had to get out. Then there was a noise. First there was a growl then an inhuman scream. The wall in front of me began to open. There was another growl. Then the light stopped flickering long enough for me to focus on what was there. My breath caught in my throat. The light went out. The last thing I heard was a growl.
