I knew I was awake. Silence. Too much silence. "Is anyone there?!" I scream out, knowing I was alone. It was better to waste my breath trying, than to save it for my screams later on. I think to myself and think. I search my dress for my gun. I had my gun, thank goodness, but where was I? I touch above my head and feel for a knob. I feel it and shoot at it twice. The door falls down, crushing me, and knocking me down. I couldn't move my left leg, now right arm. It scared me a bit, but after going through Anthony, I just wanted to make it alive. I feel blood on my head, but climb up, and get up. I search for my phone. It was night, but how could that be? I was outside, for sure, I find my phone. I feel light headed. I dial 911, and feel the air thin. What was in the air? I tell the woman whatever I can, till I can't take it anymore. I hear something. A person. My tone quickens, and I even tell her to hurry. "Tsk tsk tsk. Give me that phone." I know who says this. I scream into the phone louder, more hysterical than before. I try and stand up, and crawl away, but of course, as the target, I don't. He does something unexpected. The woman rushes, but stays on the line. I scream loudly. My cries sounded fake, but they were so real.. I felt the pain, it was real. Anthony grabs my leg, and I scream loudly, grabbing the grass and phone, protecting it. I try kicking my feet, but it only hurts me. He throws me back into the whole and closes the door. I hold the broken phone, and cry harder. I hold the broken phone tightly and pray. At that point, my prayers were begs. I needed to make it. For my kids, and so I could kill Anthony, and for Aiden! I needed to make it. I couldn't go unconcious without a fight. Of course not! I grab something, and wipe my tears and blood, even though blood slid down my face, and before I knew it, I was standing in a pool of it. I try to turn on the phone. It works, but the screen in cracked badly. I sigh, and choke up blood. I didn't care about anything but getting out. I wouldn't die there. This time I call Hotch. "Liz, where are you?" He asks worriedly. "It's Liz." I hear him say. "Ask Garcia. I have no idea where. I'm in a small.. Opening to the ground. Anthony Game. It's him. He's the un-sub." I say, and choke up more blood, and groan. "We're on our way, keep this phone on." He says. "Alright, I'll stay on the line." I say and stand, but collapse once. I stay on the ground and struggle to breathe. Definetley something in the air. I cough. "Hotch, he put something in the air." I say and my eyes close. I force them open and I only see darkness. "We're almost there." He says. I even hear the sirens. The top opens. It's Anthony. I scream loudly and he grabs me. "It's your fault!" He yells, and drags me away the small trap. I try and grab the cellphone, but unfortunatley lose it. He drags my somewhere. I fight it, I scream, I fight it, I make him scream and cuss my biting him. He punches me till I have to let go, but I keep grabing onto him with my teeth. It was like a small fight. I grab his leg and bite where his shin is. He falls to the ground, and I crawl away as quickly as I can. I was next to a street now. I scream loudly. "Help me!" I scream out several times. "Nobody is going to help you. Naughty girl." He says, and steps on my other foot. "I will never ever visit your grave. You will die before me. You will not kill me." I say angrily, tears coming to my eyes with the pain. I still scream out for help. I knew it was hopeless. This time, I just hear the sirens. Anthony this time leaves me there. I fall unconcious to the darkness, that it seemed I was fighting the whole time.
