Emmett

"You're being dramatic!" Emmett shouted as I ran through the meadow. He must've realized that I wasn't going to stop because he started chasing me. "Seriously Natalie, stop!" he was out of breath and furious. I didn't stop. I changed my mind. I wanted no part of this. The tall grass pulled at my feet with each stride. I could see the street lights about a half mile away, but Emmett was catching up quickly. I glanced behind me to see how close he was, but he was gone. I froze. There was no sign that he'd been here at all. As I looked around everything grew darker. The tall grass swayed slowly in the wind and all I could hear were the crickets and my heavy breathing. Suddenly I felt a hand grab by face and neck from behind and pin me tight. I tried to scream but no noise came.