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"Aaaand…finished!" I completed the last line of my book essay on "Dr. Franklin's Island." I glanced at the classroom clock as I gathered up my homework papers. 11:42 PM. Soul and Blair could be asleep by now.
For the last five days since the magic cat decided to stick around us, I found it easier to complete all my homework at school than at home. It's hard to concentrate when a damn cat girl is constantly hitting on your partner and making him nosebleed all over the place.
I placed my work on the teacher's desk and turned the light off before I left the room.
As soon as I exited the building I became more alert. Death City was a dangerous place at night, even more so when there were reports of a formerly dead teacher attacking D.W.M.A. students.
With the new moon the night sky seemed more sinister. The darkness seemed to consume everything in the shadows. At least there were lamps illuminating the streets.
I took a detour, not wanting to be walking the streets any longer than necessary. There was something amiss. I had a feeling someone or something was following me, though I heard and saw no one.
Much to my unease, the rest of the route had less lighting. I started wishing that Soul was by my side…
That's when I heard the footsteps.
At first they were faint. I continued walking, listening carefully.
They gradually grew louder.
I hurried my pace. The footsteps broke into a run, headed straight for me.
I sprinted through unsystematic routes in an effort to drop my pursuer.
Unfortunately for me, they seemed to know the layout of the city better than me.
Right behind me.
I forced my weary legs to run faster as unexplained terror gripped my mind. Gut instinct told me this guy was extremely bad news.
I had only two blocks to go to the safety of my apartment building.
Getting closer!
One and a half…
I could almost feel him breathing down my neck.
Almost th-
A hand grabbed me by my shirt collar, wrenching me backwards with immense strength.
Before I could react, my assailant pressed a cloth over my nose and mouth. A strong lemony stench dulled my senses as I attempted to hold my breath.
Fighting my rising panic, I gathered my remaining strength and drove my elbow into his abdomen. His hold on me loosened, allowing me to deliver a strike to his neck.
My attack seemed to stun him momentarily. I slipped through his grasp, darkness clouding my mind. The world spun before my eyes feverishly as I stumbled away.
Damn it… I couldn't think straight. Everything was vague and distorted. My limbs felt like blocks of concrete.
I tripped and fell, the haze of the chemical dulling the pain of my landing.
I could only succumb to the darkness of unconsciousness as the last of my strength ebbed away.
!Edit!
Changed Chloroform to Sevoflurane because it's less dangerous.