Please Don't Kill Me!

It was dark an quiet, the floor felt like hay and I felt surrounded by bars. I think I was in a cage, a really big cage.
I was blind folded, I lifted up the scarf around my eyes and saw I was in a cage and also in a basement. I saw a girl who looked to be around my age, ( I'm seventeen.). I kept whispering to the girl but she wouldn't get up, hope she wasn't dead. Then a man who looked in his early Thirty's. He was about six feet and had brown hair with brown eyes. He was walking down the stairs, he had on some wet jeans, and a long white shirt. He is very pale and is carrying a blade. I start to back up and cover put my hands around my knees. As he walked past every cage he let the blade drag along the cages giving me the creeps. (I'm mix and have long brown hair and brown eyes. I'm wearing some short shorts and a pink spaghetti strap shirt and an black jogging jacket over it.) He looked threw my cage and gave me an evil grin, then I quickly closed my eyes and started to cry.