I sat quietly inside of this man's home, drinking a cup of coffee. I hated the taste, but it was the only thing that gave me energy.
"So kid, what's your name?" He stammered out.
"I don't go by anything."
"Are ya' homeless or somthing?"
"What your name..." I said to change the topic.
"My name is Hanogan Baker, a man who nobody knows."
"Well Hanogan, I need to use the phone."
"I reccon I could. But I usually don't let strangers use my phone." He smiled deviously, "You could give me something in return?"
"I don't have any money-"
"We don't need to use money..." He said as he quickly stood up.
I set my drink down.
He slowly made his way around the table to my side, my eyes following him without moving my head. He stopped right in front of me.
"I have another idea in mind..." Hanogan said creepily. He started to quickly take his suspenders down with his pants, they got halfway down his leg when he suddenly lunged his body towards mine. I was paralized... He threw me on the floor and started to lie on top of me. I started to cry out, to seemingly no one, yelling at him as he tried to lift up the skirt on my dress...
"STOP IT!" I screamed so loud that it was like a sound wave had hit him and thrown him off his feet. Maybe it had... I looked at Hanogan's limp body lying on the floor, he still looked dangerous. I slowly crawled over to him to check if he was alive. He was dead...
