Then there was nothing

That man

If your reading this don't try to save me.

I couldn't go anywhere I was trapped. The vicious wailing of planes over head could drive you insane. I quickly climbed into the drain, not bothering About the rats, smell and waste.

The planes kept wailing, lights flashing and the ground shaking.
It went on for hours. I was trapped.

Then it ended. I pulled myself up from the drain, stood up. And then...

That was the moment my life changed.

I felt a tender tap on my back and the calmest voice saying 'can I help you, madam'.
I turned to see a boy, well man, maybe 20. He had brown wispy hair, a soft face and a calm but somehow stern voice.
I looked at him, he was in a casual suit. 'Hi, erm I'm, Lucy, do you live round hear'
'Yes, I'm Oliver, I live down the road, here let me help you'. He passed me a tissue 'you have spot of dirt on your head'. And then gave slight chuckle.

'Please could I come to your house and get cleaned up'. I said naively, not remembering the very last word my mother said to me, "don't talk to any strainers"
As we were walking to "his house" I had a strange feeling in my stomach, the type of one you get when something is going to go wrong.

We turned down an small alleyway, I think the name was moonlight crescent, I'm not sure though. Then he grabbed me.......
I screamed but no one came the last thing I saw want a rock briskly coming towards my head.....