I stood unmoving in front of the only noticeable exit, unavoidably making eye contact with her. I looked into those dull brown eyes, the eyes that have haunted my dreams since the incident. They were almost pleading and staring at me in hatred all at once; I felt her sudden despair, almost as if a hand reached into my chest and grabbed hold of my heart. I knew then, one of us wouldn't make it out alive, and she knew it would not be her, and she blamed me for it. The panic hadn't quite set in yet; this situation has just gone to hell.

My tormentor had bought this woman back into my life; at the exact moment I was trying to put her in the past. This psycho with insane obsessive plots targeted towards me had just upped the ante. Helen has not been a part of my life since I was little, and I was sheltered after what happened. I don't know if the years of therapy would stop those memories from coming forward. Those little flashes of memories were coming back to me. I didn't have my support system to get me through this. I was on my own now.

I couldn't take my eyes off of her. I almost forgot what she looked like, but looking at her now the years haven't been kind to her. Added to the stress of being kidnapped, she looked worse than I imagined. She was dressed in a hospital gown, that was dirty and blood stained.

"You see Stephanie; I hope you enjoy my surprise as much as I will"

Wulf moved me to the other available chair that was chained to a table cemented into the wall. There was an old fashioned refrigerator that hummed, and radiated heat. There was a strong metallic smell wafting through the air. He forced me into the chair and started to handcuff me to the table legs forcing my body to lie across the table.

"Don't move" He laughed at his own joke.

The silence that followed as he walked deeper into the cabin was deafening. My mind was in overdrive, I didn't know how long its been but the from what I saw out the little window the sky was turning dark orange. I was having an emotional battle; the thought of Carlos being dead didn't sit right with me. I didn't want to believe that he actually died, it didn't feel right to me but I know what I saw. I finally found happiness, and it was lost just as quick. These past couple of days had me feeling safe. And now, to think that this insane guy had been watching me throughout my life from the sidelines were disturbing. I tried to block out everything around me and focus on coming up with a way to get out. The soft beep emitting from behind my ear was comforting. I was so lost in my thoughts that I didn't hear him when he came back. My head was shoved back; his eyes were crazed as he stared at me.

"What was that sound?" the beeping sound wasn't as soft as I thought.

"All I hear is the refrigerator."

"Don't lie to me." His hand tightens on the hair at the base of my neck. I could feel his pinky inches from the device Carlos placed there before the bomb.

"I told you its all I hear." My head was yanked farther stretching my neck as my hand strained against the cuffs.

"Wrong answer" When he let go of me I lurched forward barely stopping my head from slamming into the table. "Don't ever lie to me Stephanie," I took a deep breath and smiled "Let's have some fun."

I suddenly noticed the sharp craving knife he had in his hand. It dangled from his fingertips, all shiny and jagged. The edges of the knife were black and burnt, as if he held it in flames before. That's when I remembered, some of the bodies found had cauterized injuries from the cold case files. If my thoughts were leading where I think there leading then he had been the killer all along. He walked towards the fireplace and held the knife in the flames while humming a tune. Not care in the world while he prepared. The hatred grew inside of me, this man was truly insane.

He moved towards Helen, her eyes were darting back and forth between us as he got closer. She was making this high pitched squeaking noise; frankly, it was getting on my nerves.

"Why did you involve her?" I yelled at him before he could slice into Helen.

He stopped, "I know how much she hurt you, and I'm just returning the favor."

"But she not important to me, why would I care what happens to her?"

He turned towards me, "She's your mother, she's was suppose to love you."

"She not my mother, she's never been my mother."

"Well just the same she will suffer, for what she did to you."

"Do you even know what she did?"

"What?" he moved closer to me.

"Do you even know what she did?" I tried to sit up, "Because I could barely remember what happened that day, so why do you want to harm her."

"I'm doing this for you."

"No, you are doing this for you. All you're doing for me is bringing up unpleasant memories I blocked."

He stared at me, "So you really don't know what happened to you."

"It's called Transience, look it up."

He took a step towards me inhaling and exhaling. I could literally imagine flames coming out of his nose when he exhaled.

"No matter she's still going to die.

BOOM

I had a split second to cover my face before fragments of wood shower down on us. Nobody moved right away, too shocked from the noise.

"Down on the ground." A distorted voice shouted as I heard multiple footsteps walk into the cabin.

"NO!" Wulf shouted and I turned just in time to see him get hit with two Tasers before he could charge towards them.

I watched as one of them walked towards me slowly removing their helmet. When those chocolate brown eyes stared at me, I fainted.

~Sorry for the wait~