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"The Dark Walk"

Life is an interesting thing. We see nothing but good things happening and we assume nothing can go wrong. But more often than we realize, the sunshine in the partly cloudy afternoon sky can be quickly overtaken by dark storm clouds and thunder. Before you know it your beautiful morning can turn into a disaster struck night.
Here I lay in my bed, a show playing on my phone of murder shrouded in mystery. It was a crime documentary. This episode featured a woman being trapped in a dog kennel beneath someone's house. This was one of the weirder episodes, one featured this girl believing she was abducted by aliens before winding up dead in a tree. I don't know why I get invested in such dark happenings, but I'm thankful that I've never found myself caught up in anything like that.
The episode was nearing its end when my phone began to ring, it was my friend Ellise. She was my best friend since fifth grade. She was always there for me, everything from boy problems to helping me through my a death in the family. 
I answered the phone. I was greeted with a muffled television in the background.
"Anna, what are you doing right now?" she asked, coming off really loud. She must be in a noisy place.
"Nothing, Ell," I replied. "Just finishing up my show, in bed."
"There's a party going on tonight at Tony's place, do you wanna come?" she asked.
"I dunno, we got school tomorrow." I hesitated.
"Blane is gonna be there." A girl that must be with her chimed in.
Blane? He was the new guy. He moved there near the beginning of the year and he was already on the football team. I'll never forget seeing him in gym class, his wavy blonde hair flowing steadily with the breeze as he jogged. The way he smiled at me when he noticed I was checking him out made my heart flutter. I've been too nervous to approach him, but if he was going to the party it would be the perfect time to make my move, and he'll hopefully make one right back.
"Okay fine, let me get changed and I'll head over there." I said before hanging up. I leaped from my bed and toward the closet and began to find an outfit.

I got out the door and into my car. I sat my purse beside me and tried turning the key. Instead of the car roaring to life it stuttered a few times and died. I tried the key several times more and still nothing. I rolled my eyes and texted my friend to see if she could pick me up. She replied a few minutes later, saying she's over at someone's house that's right up the road from where I'm at.
I wanted so badly to turn and head back inside but the hope of hooking up with my crush was too great of a feeling to back down. I threw my coat over my shoulders and carefully made my way down the road. I was thankful nobody was around but the feeling of some creep that could potentially be lurking in the shadows was one I couldn't shake.
And the feeling I had was right, for before I realized what was happening, I felt heavy hands on me as a dark bag was draped over my head.

I was awakened by a mechanical wiring noise. Was that a saw blade going off? As suddenly as the sound came on, it quickly faded.
Suddenly, I felt the bag over my head being ripped off. I was blinded by a bright white light looming overhead. The light was turned down and a face came into view. There was a person in a blue nurses outfit, a light blue mask over the lower half of his face. His clothes we almost completely soaked in blood. Was that mine? It couldn't have been. I didn't feel any pain.
I looked down at my body for reassurance, but was greeted by bloody stumps and a thin stomach with stitch marks all over it.
The man came closer and removed his mask, revealing a twisted smile underneath.
"Hello darling, glad to see you're awake." He said in his twisted raspy voice. "I did this to you because you take everything for granted, judging by the way you flaunt yourself around like that. I realized there's someone out there far more deserving of those parts than you."

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