Prologue
My feet hit the ground at a million miles per hour I just kept pushing them and willing them to go further. My heart pounding out of my chest, as I looked frantically around for some place to hide or someone to save me from the place.
“HELP!” I squealed at the top of my lungs “PLEASE! HELP ME!”
“No one will help you girl” A deep voice yelled from in the shadows, I squealed again bolting up what looked to be a road. ‘Run!’ I willed myself, pushing through all the pain, my legs screaming at me to stop. But I had to get away from this strange man that led me to this place. I took my next step and felt it drop over the edge. Pulling it straight back up, I peered over the edge finding that I would’ve fallen down the cliff into the rocky bottom of that river if I hadn’t stopped.
“Off you go my dear” The voice said creepily close
“NO!” I yelled back trying desperately looking for the owner of this voice
“If don’t jump yourself I will make you” A big shadow of a man appeared in the corner of my eye. “Off you go!”
“NO!” I screamed
“Fine” The man came out of the shadows. I finally saw the man, who had tortured me for at least five days. He was about 40, fairly largely built, black moustache and comb over. I looked down at the cuts and bruises I had all over me, this is definitely not the way I planned on leaving this world. When I looked up he took the ground running at me, I was too stunned to move and grabbed my throat.
“I tried to do it the easy way, but now I’m going to get my hands dirty. Bye you are no longer any use to me” He let go off my throat, and that was the last thing I felt, saw and heard ever again.
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