It didn't seem real at first, hearing the names of all the different women showing up dead on the news each week. The news reporters have started calling the murderer 'Sack Man' because he sew's a Hessian sack onto the heads of his victims and leaves them in the middle of a field on a wooden pole like you would do with a scarecrow.
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My Name is Eve Nightingale, I'm a 19 year old Female with long brown hair, blue eyes and light skin.
I was finishing off some important work at university. It was very late so I decided to call a taxi instead of walking home tonight. I punched the number to the taxi company (that I have been using for years) into my phone and asked them to pick me up from my university.
A long while later after I got off the phone with the taxi company, a taxi pulled up, I ducked into the warmth of the car, feeling the heat slap my cheeks making them instantly warm up, I told the driver my destination and settled deeper into the leather seats.
As it was dark, I couldn't see the drivers face, all I knew was that he was a male because of his deep voice. The back seat of the car was so warm that I started to feel extremely tired. The next thing I knew I was drifting off into a coma-like sleep.
I don't know how long I was out for, all I know is that I wasn't at home. Taking in a deep breath, I sat up, going to use my hands to help myself sit up, but they seem to have a mind of their own seeing at they moved to my head as a huge throbbing pain shot through me to the bottom of my spine. Looking around I take in my surroundings the best I could. I start panicking when I realise that I'm inside a cage, in a room I have never seen before, the room is dark, damp and it has a smell so bad it burns my nostrils and the back of my throat. As the room is so dark I couldn't see much of what was in front of me so I moved my body to the side a bit so I can try to see more of my surroundings. I could see that there were more cages to the left, and to the right of the one I'm in.
Not knowing how many hours have passed or what time of the day it was, I grew restless. Being held up in a cramped cage in the pitch black scared me, but what scared me more was the sound of heavy footsteps I heard in front of the cage I'm in. If I squint my eyes enough I can just about see the outline of a figure stalking closer and closer to the cage next to me. Whoever it is dropped something on the dirty grey almost black floor and opened the door to the cage next to me, they then dumped whatever it is that they were dragging into the cage as if it were a sack of dirt and slammed the cage door shut. The person then turned to face me, dark eyes peering into mine like they could see straight into my soul. I cant see much of their face because they have some sort of mask on, but they can defiantly see me because they have a head torch switched on, facing me. Though the light didn't do much to help me see, it did lighten his face enough for me to see that the mask was made of hessian. At that moment it was clear to me that I was kidnapped by the Sack Man I had heard so much about on the news.
The thing in the cage next to mine began to move, it wasn't a thing though it's a woman. I'd seen this when the man dumped her back in the cage, the woman is covered in blood and cuts all over her. Reaching through the gaps between the bars I stroked her head and pushed the hair out of her face to try and get a better look at her. could see that the woman's hair was bright pink, she had obviously dyed it recently, and she looks as though she is probably in her early teens, the girl looked like my friend Annabelle who'd gone missing a week or two ago. When she started to stir I brought my hand back, with a whine the girl sat up, obviously in a lot of pain due to all the injuries she has obtained.
