Set it off

End in traedy

End in tragedy

Elizabeth

I woke up from my dreamless sleep with a massive head ache, that could make me fall over if I wasn't already on the ground. I didn't know why I woke up or what woke me till my vision came into focus. To my horror I saw a pair of black combat boots not even 4 inches in front of my face and more of my senses came back as I felt a horrible pain in my stomach from where he woke me. Probably by kicking me. That fucker. I groaned in pain and discomfort due to being on the cold damp floor. "It's about time you woke up, I was worried I killed you." The ruff voice of the anonymous man sounded very sarcastically and calm, making my stomach twist.  He then grabbed my fore arm and pulled the to a metal chair where I was cuffed and he punched me in the face obviously leaving a bruise that no one will ever have the privilege to see.
"If you try anything smart that'll happen again!" He snapped making me shake in fear or cold I could tell. But I wouldn't try anything I was to scared and tired to even lift my legs so I was completely useless and at the mercy of this horrible man. I lifted my head up slowly to see he was setting up a camera. What the actual fuck? This is how it ends for me?

He turned around and I take this moment to take in his features. He had blond hair and green eyes. He wasn't attractive in the slightest and his teeth were rotted and black. I get a full view of them when he sees that I'm looking and smiles. That smile will forever haunt my memories and dreams being the center of my nightmares and fears for the rest for my life.

I start to expect the fact that I'm going to die, and no one will ever find out what happened to me. "So this is it I'm gonna die?" I voice my thoughts. Though I wish I hadn't my voice was dry and sounded like a dying horse. And his reaction scares me. He got up close to my face and said "I'll send your family the footage so they have something." And then chuckled wickedly making me feel sick. I whimper and close my eyes hopping , praying that this was a dream and any second I'll wake up to that dumb apartment that I hated so much. But part of me knows I'll never see it again. He turns of the camera and put an animal mask on. So this is how my life is gonna end? In a tragedy that'll never get justice. He takes out a knife and glides it up my bear leg breaking the skin all the way leaving a trail of rich, red blood and my face covered in tears. "You know you can scream little doll, no one will here you, and it makes this a lot more fun for me." He says making my whimpers turn to sobs and I wince at the nick name he gave me. Then he punches me in the temple making my vision go burry and I expect to render unconscious again.

Then all of a sudden I see a flash of black and the man flys across the room leaving a trail of blood that splatters across my face making me want to recoil out of my skin. Then my hearing fades and vision blurs until everything goes black and I again go unconscious like I thought I would. Maybe I was saved after all.