The Elements Book One: Fire

Chapter One

I can't breathe. I can't see. My skin burns, my heart is pounding. All I know is to run... run away from the pain, run away from him, and hope he can't catch me. I know I've been here before, and I know my way around the darkness. But he's so fast... he always sees better in this place. Maybe he won't catch me, maybe he won't hurt me, maybe he'll leave me alo-

"AAAGGH, NO, LET GO OF ME!"

He grabbed me. He's here, he caught me, fight, Brooke, fight, wake up, wake up before he hurts you, WAKE UP BROOKE WAKE UP! WAKE UP!

"No, stop! Let me go! Go away! Why are you here? Just go away from me!"

As usual, he drags me to a dark room... It's still pitch black, except now there's a small light bulb. Funny, I used to like the light it gave off. Now I wish it was gone, so I'd never see his face again. I hear the door squeak shut. Wait, he never does that.. what's happening?

...Why is it quiet?... Where is he?! Did he leave for once?

No no no, what's that noise? I have to get out of here, I have to. What is that awful scraping? It sounds like someone started dragging a steel rod against a piece of sheet metal. Ok, Brooke, keep it together, he's far away, you know where you are and you can get out without him noticing. You can just take one step after another, just-

Oh no.

This isn't happening.

Why can't I move?

No no no, when did these ropes get here?

"Heeeyyy, gorgeous.... are you excited for our special time?" I hear him say. But now he's in the room, he's grinning at me...He's so sick, so so sick... and he is right in my face...

SHIT! He has a knife, was that the scraping? No, no no no, I can't let him hurt me, I can't let him do this to me. I have to GO, I have to get out of here before he cuts me, before he...before he...

He slices my arm, one quick stroke. One clean, painful, bloody split in the skin, and it hurts, it hurts so bad. I hold back the scream...how deep was that anyway? It stings.. I feel the blood drip down my arm to my wrist...Dear God, please take me from here, take me please, I'm begging you, just let him kill me this time, let me die, please!!!

This time I feel him go slower... dragging the knife through my leg, and I scream. I always try hiding it, in hopes that maybe he'll stop, but it comes out too soon, I can't help it. It burns, it burns so bad. He's going so slow, can't he just get it over with? But no, he can't. This is what gives him a thrill, this is what makes him so happy, seeing me in pain, hearing me scream, watching me bleed... I need to wake up, I need to wake up, get me out of here, get me out of here!