"HELP! PLEASE SOMEONE! HELP ME!" my voice stretching out through the darkness. "No one can hear you." the shadowy man answers. "NO YOU CAN'T! STOP!"I scream almost unable to breathe. "Don't worry it will only hurt for a moment, then no more." he growls. He picks up the butchers knife and plunges it into my left arm. "STOP! PLEASE JUST STOP!" I bawl, but no one hears me except him. He removes the knife from my arm and moves it towards my stomach but not plunging it in. I begin to feel like I have just fallen and like the cement wall behind me is on fire. Then I realize the man in front of me was laying on the ground surrounded by a pool of blood. Just then I see what looks to be his legs on the other side of the alleyway. "Oh my God! AHHHHH!" I scream about to puke. Then I notice that my arm has healed with only a small scar left.