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Lizzy

“Hey there, beautiful What’s your na fro out the passenger side of a van that started to slowly roll along beside me as I walked

“I’ive him a friendly s on me

“Coht so that he was able to get et your name, I want your phone number”

“No” I chuckled under

Men They think they’re entitled to everything He’s not bad looking, I guess—but I’ anyone—nor am I interested in what he obviously wants

“Fine, breakup the

He gave up easier than most of them do

I alking on Sycamore Street, and once it intersected with Maple Leaf Drive, I would be within a block of ot busy and forgot that I needed a few essentials until the sun went down Apparently, er The van rolled to a stop as it approached the intersection and waited for the red light to turn to green I focused roceries around so that the heavy bag was in ht

As I reached the intersection, the van suddenly accelerated, turned the corner and caainst the pavement startled me and caused me to look up—then the door opened Atowards me I felt panic immediately I looked around for help—I was all alone on Sycamore Street There would be people on Maple Leave Drive—but I couldn’t get there

“Leave roceries as he picked up speed and I turned around to run in the opposite direction

My knees obbling from fear—at the one ht and carryas fast as possible I stumbled as I spun around, and that was all the tirabbed round, and started dragging me towards what I could only assume was the van I saw him exit

“You should have just told me your naravel being rubbed together as he spoke

“Let o! Help! Someone! Hel—p” His hand clamped over my mouth and my voice was muffled

He earing a thick glove, and as it stoppedthat I could only describe as chelove, and I knew I shouldn’t breathe it in—especially when the first whiff etting weak as he continued dragging ht I threw elbows back against his nored therunt that echoed in my ear

“Go to sleep, sweet Lizzy” His voice was followed by a brief chuckle

He knows od, how does he know my name?

That was the last thought that went through en in s involuntarily sucked in another breath of chemically sweet air My head spun harder My vision blurred until the lights on the street looked like I was seeing through a kaleidoscope My th to do anything but slus e got to the van—then I was floating—no, I was thrown I landed on the floor of the van and the door slammed shut

Then it was just darkness Darkness in the van Darkness in my mind

Absolute darkness