He was HOT. He was your playboy, football star, and Mr. Prom King. At seventeen, Travis was guaranteed for a great college and a great life. He went from girl to girl and never thought that his life could go wrong.
He was kissing on a blonde named Abby, or Addy, something like that. Travis had been drinking and couldn't think straight. When the girl left him, Travis walked home in the dark when a truck, car, something pulled beside him and then, black.
When Travis woke up he saw the man, he was hazy because of the beer and other stuff from the night before.
As the others went Travis actually started to fear for his life. Then there was three and they all got they coin right, he had sighed mentally.
Now there was a gun and everything was moving so fast and.....and.....and....and...and...
Darkness.
