As the phone left my hand with a thrust I .saw a glimpse of a dark glove. A low voice, probably a man, responded with an, "I am sorry I have misdialed". The phone was hung up. I shake and quiver as he--BAMB. All the sudden I hear a shatter and I can chatch a quick glimpse of my phone. Shattered. A shake as the black muddy boots approach me. All I feel is warm leathery textures grabbing my ankles as I scream at the top of my lungs. I saw a quick man with a black beard. And baby blue eyes. He grabbed my ribs, and shoved a bag over my head and I heard him say "one scream and your dead". I could feel him walking down the stairs. And he gets to the door leading into the garage because I can hear that certain squish that it gives when it's closing. His shoulder was so boney. It suck into my stomach and it's hurting like heck. Who is this man and what does he want. Why me. All the sudden I don't feel his boney shoulder anymore but I feel like I've been thrown in somewhere.
