Kick It Up A Notch - Starkid

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Me and my brother, Will, are in a playground laughing and smiling and joking.
I've got a job, that I can do from home with a good salary, enough to keep us going and Will in school.
We move a lot, house I mean, we get bored of areas quickly. So far we've lived in Norfolk, Royston and Solihull but currently we're in London, greatest city in the world. We were thinking Scotland next, maybe Wales.
'Hey, are you alright?' I get shaken out of my day dream and open them to the eyes of a not bad looking stranger.
'Yeah, yeah. I'm fine, just daydreaming. Thanks', I smile.
'It's okay, you just looked half dead', he stared a little too long but I shook it off.
'Yeah, thanks', I brushed him off, I didn't want a conversation. Not right now.
'So, what are you going into London for?' He asked, 'An expedition?' He gestured to my backpack, an oversized thing but I needed too make sure I had everything.
'No, I'm moving into a flat, I got an internship out here and I'm moving in to my flat today', I lied.
'Oh cool, with any one or?'
'No, just me', I smiled, the first genuine smile of the conversation.
'So no one to miss you then', he stated, a little too seriously for my liking. I just stared at him, 'Only joking of course', he laughed unconvincingly but I let it slide, what harm could he be?
'So, where are you living? I guess you don't know your way around', I panicked, I didn't know any streets.
'Oh, umm, Beckett Street', I prayed that was a road name.
'I know where that is, I can show you, if you'd like?'
'Sure, I don't have a key yet though. But you can show me where it is', I prayed he'd fall for it, let it slide and thy I could just make like I lived there.
'Okay, sure', the train pulled to a stop and he told me this was our stop.
'What's the internship in then?' We were walking down a road outside the station.
'Just a small printing firm, I've got a map that shows me where it is, so I can get there okay', I'm getting far too good at this lying thing.
'Ah, okay. It's just down here', he gestured down a dark alley way, my instincts said no, haven't you seen the films, but I did, films aren't real. People don't get abducted, or killed in real life.
As I walked down the alley way he trod on the back of my shoe, I stepped right out of it. I bent down to put the shoe on and felt a hand on my back, before I knew what was happening I was lying face down on the floor.
'Don't scream', he muttered in my ear before dragging me across the floor by my hair. He pulled my bag off my bag and started clawing at my clothing. That was when I screamed, I couldn't help it.
Next thing I know he is holding a knife to my throat.
'You're going to regret that later'