|On-going!!| "HELP! SOMEBODY PLEASE HELP ME! HELP ME!" my lungs are screaming for oxygen. My legs, they hurt so badly. I can't see past the tears streaming down my face. He's coming. He's coming. Closer. Closer. No. No. I don't wanna die yet. I can't! No, not yet. I feel him catch a hold of my hood and tug me backwards. As my back hits the unforgivingly cold, wet ground, I'm able to look into my attacker's face. My heart is hammering in my chest so hard that I can hear its echo in my ears. He crouches down. Cups my cheek in his hand. And whispers, "There, there, Mitchy~ It'll all be done really soon. Just close your eyes..." Help Me. "And count to 10..." Save Me. "And..." I only saw the glint of the long object in his grasp for a brief second in the glistening moonlight before I felt an intense sharp pain in my stomach and felt an ear-piercing scream be ripped from my throat.