Chapter 3: The Prey's Mistake

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Sam's POV
A watching feeling came over me; shadows creeping out from the alleyways. I kept my head down and my hands in my pockets. I walked a little distance from the cafe, to my small house. I opened door, the watching feeling still there.
I walked in timidly, stopping in the small hallway that lead to the living room. The eyes, i knew still following, still waitjng for its prey to slip up. "I know your there, come out!" I shouted to nothing. "Boo..." I heard the raspy male voice whisper in my ear. I looked back and saw nothing. "He's going to keep playing games. He's not going to actually hurt me, is he" I mused in my head. I turned back around to continue onwards. As I took a step, I felt a small prick on the back of my neck. I spun and saw him, in his bloody, denim overalls. He had a small syringe in hand, instinctively seeing the syringe I moved my hand to my neck. "Why?" I croaked out. "You told him!" He snarled. I began to see black, my body starting to have aches run through it. I shuddered, and attempted to stand up before falling on my back. At this point, I couldn't see anything. My vision had now gone completely black. I kept my back completely flat on the floor, my head tilted to hear anything. I heard ragged breaths, then a few footsteps my way. I felt myself being picked up, I panicked and tried to fight. Whatever he had injected was now working it's magic on me. Pain was coursing through my whole body. I saw black. My senses were now dulled. The last few things I heard was doors slamming and voices talking.

I guess the prey had slipped up.

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