Prologue
I ran as fast as I could, My feet slamming down hard on the ground as I flew through the dark house. My boyfriend Thomas had brought me here for "Alone time". Things had gone wrong when the lights had gone out, he had disappeared and I was scared. My lungs burned as I panted for breath, rushing to look for a way out. Lost in the dark I heard the spine tingling laugh that set me in motion to run. I could hear the approaching footsteps and I let out a terrified scream. The darkness seemed alive around me, things moved and shifted. I frantically turned down different hallways, the floorboards cutting up my feet. Shadows pulled away from the walls and I was grabbed by the arms. My arms felt on fire as claws dug into my skin. Something began dragging back the way I came from as I clawed and struggled. I kept screaming and sobbing, praying that anyone could hear me. I was dragged outside, my body felt on fire as the freezing cold air hit my skin. I was dragged across the ground, dirt, twigs and rocks cutting into my skin, the cold air whipping against my body hard. I raked at the ground with my nails, trying desperately to cling to anything. Something caught my nail and ripped it clean off, the pain was overwhelming. I I stopped moving and was picked up. I was rolled over in air and was slammed back into the ground, Looking up into the face of my nightmares. My boyfriend grinned evilly, his eyes pure black. He had been like this for a year. It wasn't him, I always convinced myself in the morning after he had changed back. He chuckled and slapped me hard. 'What are you looking at slut?' his breath hit my face, my stomach churned at the sour smell. I gagged and my eyes watered. He grabbed my chin and forced me to look at him. His eyes bore into mine as he leaned down and kissed me. My skin crawled and I squirmed to get away. His tongue shoved into my mouth and I gagged at the taste. He probed my mouth and I cried, still trying to get away. 'Thomas please... stop. This isn't you.' I begged, gasping for clean air. He smirked and pulled away. 'You're right, this isn't Thomas. It's your worst nightmare.' He pulled back with lightning speed and just as quickly sent a kick flying towards my stomach. The impact was jarring and knocked the breath out of me. My eyes widened as I tried to breath pitifully. He continued his assault on me, kicking and beating me. The pain was excruciating and I spat blood, crying still. 'Please... stop...' His loud laugh sounded out. 'As you wish.' He backed away and I coughed up more blood. I thought the worst was over until I felt the rope around my neck. I gasped as it suddenly tightened hard and I was lifted. No air came to my lungs and I gasped for breath, I struggled and swung around, suspended in the air. I clawed at the rope but nothing worked. I could see colors dancing across my vision as my lungs screamed for air. A bright flashing light blasted across my view. My vision was fading when the pressure was lifted and I fell into a warm embrace. I sucked in a deep breath and fainted, my last view a pair of green eyes. Distant shouting meant nothing to me and I drifted into unconsciousness.