Mad Men

Prologue

Thud, thud, thud..

*Heavy breathing*

This can't be happening. It's not real.

I ran. I ran as fast as humanly possible under the veil of dark night sky.

It's probably a dream. No, a nightmare. It's an awful nightmare and it will be over soon.

Everything's going to be all right.

My shadows forming and deforming beneath the dim streetlights as I kept running. My bare feet slapping against the hard concrete ground, my body drenched in sweat and covered with dirt.

A sharp cry left my quivering lips as the picture of unconscious Bethany being thrown into the van trunk crossed my mind.

No, it can't be. This can't be true.

I broke into a loop of uncontrollable sobs and tears blurred my vision but my legs kept rolling. They kept wheeling faster than ever taking me somewhere, anywhere but far, far away from there.

At this point, I couldn't even feel them. It was like they were moving on their own. They won't stop nor would they slow down.

I felt numb.

My mind was a complete mess. I couldn't think straight. I didn't know where I was going or where I was headed to or why was I crying.

For a moment, I couldn't even process what I was running from but I didn't dared to look back.

I just kept running.

My heart squeezed and my chest tightened from the lack of air. My stomach twisted in a knot and my sobs became louder. No, no, no...

My blank mind coming back to consciousness with full force giving a major panic attack and I became a nervous wreck as my petite frame began trembling in utter fear.

I can't.. I can't stop now! They.. He.. He must be right behind me. If I don't run fast enough, he'll catch me.

More tears escaped my eyes as panic took place. With sore lungs and feet I forced myself to run like crazy.

No! He will catch m-

I shrieked in pure terror as a pair of sturdy arms tangled me from behind, making us both fall hard on the ground. My knees scratched against the hard cemented road and I let out a painful cry.

Before I could scream my lungs out, the person tackling me down held a rag to my mouth and I immediately held my breath.

"Oh sweetheart! Did you actually believed you could outrun me?" He whispered in a sickly mocking tone, sending shivers run down my spine.

I growled in frustration as I squirmed underneath him trying to break free from his iron grip but to no avail.

I desperately thrashed my elbows against his chest and kicked backwards as I strived to get him off of me.

I boldly fought for myself until.. I couldn't anymore. I eventually gave in as I took a deep long breath.

It was a situation where, if I don't breath, I die and if I breath, I still die. There's no escape.

"That's right, love. Breath, breath it all the way in." He purred in my ear as he had me pinned to the ground.

Gradually, I stopped protesting as my body weakened and my eyes became droopy.

Last thing I remember is a single tear sliding down my cheek as black spots began to cover my vision.

Mom.. dad..

I weakly blinked twice before everything was a haze and I couldn't process anything anymore. My eyes shutted and my head limply fell to my side as I succumbed to slumber.

Help me!