A short story for Carol...
It's late and you're walking between bars in Downtown, not a thing you'd normally do but the friends you came with took off and you didn't understand what they said when they left. So here you are - all dressed up, short dress, heels... looking fine - walking alone after dark...
He's been watching you since you entered the bar. He was drawn to you for some reason - your smile... your body - no explanation for it. He saw your friends leave and you still there... talking, having a good time. And then it was time to go for you. He trails behind you watching you walk... his lust building. He had to have you...
The lights are off further down the street. You haven't found your friends and you notice a man behind you. He seems to be following you. Feeling nervous... you walk a little faster. He does too. It's dark out.... The street lamps are shot... no real light. You stop for a minute to get your bearings... And you feel a man's hands on your arms... Grabbing you roughly... Pulling you away from the street. You want to scream but then something covers your mouth... and you pass out...
Sometime later, you wake up. It's dark and you feel stiff. "Where am I," you wonder... as you notice that you're bound spread eagle to a bed. Worse, you're only covered by a sheet... The tight bonds biting into your wrists and ankles... Moving makes it worse... A door opens and you squint... staring into the blinding light... You can only make out shadows... It's a big man at the door... He doesn't speak...
"Let me go, you bastard! You can't keep me here..." The words die in your throat as you notice the wicked knife he carries...