Chapter One- Strangers
The first thing I can remember is the blinding light of the lamp beside my bed. There was a thud, thud, thudat my door. The floor was cold, but I got up anyway. I assumed it would be Jeff, my brother. I felt the urge to look through the peek-hole. Now I am glad I did, because there were seven people dressed head to toe in black. One person stood out, she was wearing a blood red skirt and and a white button down blouse with black stilettos. Her hair was white- blond and cut to the length of her ears. She looked oddly familiar, but in a 'I saw you in the store yesterday' kinda' way. I saw the one behind her shift his hand into his coat and take out a round object. He handed it to the lady and she put it in front of my door. Of course I assumed it was a rock with a message on it, but I was wrong. There was a muffled beeping noise then a flash. My door had fallen off of the hinges and crushed my legs. Well, more like broken off of the hinges. The seven strangers entered my apartment and grabbed my arms and pulled me into my tiny living room. From then on I had no idea what they where doing to me. I have been told that they hanged me to make it look like a suicide, but smart people know better.