I'm running and running and running. I don't want to be caught. I wipe off a hot tear as it slowly makes it's way down my cheek. "Be brave Alyssa," I think to myself. I turn my head to the right and I see an alley. Maybe the shadows in the alley will hide me. Maybe he won't find me.
I make my way down the alley and look back to make sure he isn't following me. But sure as hell, there he is. He slowly makes his way towards me. Just as he does, I back up. I back up until I hit a wall. A brick wall. I stand frozen in fear watching him move closer, and closer, unable to go anywhere. Now he is so close to me, I can feel (and smell) his breath on my face. In one fluent moment he grabs me at the waist and hauls me over his shoulder, like I'm a piece of trash. I struggle and try to kick or punch him, but he bashes me on the head.
I feel as Alyssa passes out and as her body goes numb. She's tough, I'll give you that. It took me a long time to get her, I hope the boss isn't pissed that I'm late. I do feel a little bad for hurti- wait, what am I saying?! I don't care about her! We just need her, that's all. I don't give a shit, and I never will.
I wake up with ductape on my mouth, my hands tied behind my back, as I'm lying on the cold, hard, concrete floor. I don't know where I am, or why I have such a huge headache. Then my memories flooded back to me in a sudden moment. I was kidnapped.