Shuddering Against the Shutter

I twist the lens on my camera to put the image into focus. I click the shutter button and sigh. The perfect picture. I watch the sillouette of the young couple as they sit together, perfectly outlined by the red hues of the sunset. This is the way life should be. Just kicking back, doing what you love and falling in love.

I wind the film back and take it from my camera. To think that 24 moments have been recorded on a strip of film. 24 moments that will never happen again. I continue packing up my gear and placing it all in my camera bag. I gaze at the couple once again, wishing that i could be them. The boy is stroking her cheek and she seems to relax at his touch. I turn to put the lense cover over my lense and when i look back the boy is nowhere in sight. The girl is lying down on the bench, but i don't think she is sleeping. I decide to leave it when she falls off the bench and lays sprawled across the grass.

Something is not right. I run over to find her covered in a substance but it is hard to see as the sun is setting. I touch it and just know that it is blood. Her breathing is shallow and short.

'Are you okay?' i ask. I immediately realise how stupid that is so i take out my phone and call triple zero.

I hear an automated voice in my ear.

'Welcome to the emergency hotline. Press 1 for the services of the police. Press 2 for the services of the fire department. Press 3 for the services of the ambulance.'

My finger is shaking as i press 3 and then put on hold. The music aggitates me as i begin to panic. The life of this girl is in my hands, what happens if they don't get here fast enough? I look around. The park seems to be deserted but i don't want to be out here alone at night. Bad things happen to girls at night. I begin to think of all the horrible situations that could occur but force myself to breathe. I only then registered that the hold music was no longer playing. Infact my phone wasn't on anymore. 'FUCK!' i scream. I feel the girl's hand only to be met by her unnaturally cold fingertips.

People aren't supposed to be that cold. I need to do something.

'HELP, OH GOD PLEASE HELP! SOMEONE PLEASE HELP ME!' i scream.

I can hear footsteps approaching. Half of me is relieved but the other half is frightened to death. It could be anyone. 'Hello?' i yell again. I whip my head around as i hear the footsteps coming from behind me. 'Excuse me? HELLO? Someone is dying ok!' i say again. A figure approaches me and is no more than 5 metres away from me. They remain silent and i can't see who they are.

'Thank god, please help me i think she is dead...' i begin.

Suddenly i have something shoved into my mouth. I try to scream but there is no use. I am held down by two people and feel the prick of a needle in my wrist. I try to scream again but whatever is in my mouth is stopping me. I kick and squirm but the people are too strong. I know i shouldn't have stayed out that late, i wish i could say some last words but i can't. They finish injecting me and i feel like the world is kaleidoscope. I can't focus on anything and my vision is moving. Everything feels so surreal, this can't really be happening. Then there is nothingness.

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really bored today so this is what i have written so far about this story :)