Until Dawn: Bound by Fate
Chapter 26 of my Until Dawn story, once again, things take a sinister turn.
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Now onto the story.
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Episode 3 – Chapter 6
Ashley sighed tiredly, running a hand through her hair, trying in vain to make sense of the text before her. But she was too distracted to read the small print. So, closing the book she stood up and went to put it back on it's shelf.
She was in the library, true it was late in the evening, after hours even, but thanks to her part time assistant librarian job she was free to be here late, so long as she locked up when she left. She had been studying, which was partly why she was here so late, taking advantage of the lack of people around.
'Still, it's not like it got me anywhere, just tired.' She reflected sadly. 'And still no luck in what I'm searching for, still nothing, about Sam's birth family.'
She hadn't give up on that; even though everything she had tried so far had been dead ends. She sighed again and straightened her clothes, a pair of denim jeans, a black T-shirt with the maker's logo on it and simple black sneakers.
Making sure everything was tidied up, she picked up her black jacket from behind the counter and put it on. She then made sure to switch off the lights and activate the security before locking up and leaving.
Out in the night air Ashley finally felt the tension release and she relaxed before making her her way home. Although it was late it was a nice night; also as it wasn't that far, she decided to walk to the school. Making her way down the street she smiled, looking forward to the one event she made sure she finished in time for, tonight was the night of the school play, Othello. She had agreed to come and see Sam before it started, to see 'Desdemona' in action.
'I can't wait, Sam's going to be brilliant, I know it.' She thought happily.
But fate had other ideas, for even right now, a dark shadow watched Ashley.
He smirked as he readied himself, once again. 'Yes, this should be good; the next step...the next target on the board...another masterpiece.'
He lay in wait, just as he had done with Emily previously and just as he knew he would do with his three remaining intended victims before claiming his ultimate prize.
'But right now, you are what matters, Ashley Brown.' He thought to himself.
So it was, when Ashley passed his hiding place, she wasn't aware of the danger until it was too late. Suddenly he leapt out, grabbing her and pulling her back into the shadows.
"What the-MRUGH!?" She cried in shock, silenced as a hand clamped over her mouth.
She heard the dark laughter, then the voice in her ear. "Excellent Ashley, now relax, you'll soon see your purpose."
"Nh! Whh hrm nhh, lmt mm gh!" She screamed, shocked that he knew her name.
Then suddenly, there was a sharp pain in the side of her neck. He had injected her neck with the needle he was carrying.
"Hw, whht…!" She yelped before her struggles began to weaken. "Hhh, Hm-N...nh..."
He smirked as she went limp in his grasp, unconscious. Safely storing away the needle he lifted her up, slinging her over his shoulder and carried her down the alleyway towards his car which was waiting, the trunk open, ready to receive her.
The dim lighting cast ominous shadows as the helpless girl lay, stripped to her underwear, securely tied up and gagged, breathing heavily, panicked, fearful for what would happen next to her. There was a flash from the camera which briefly illuminated the victim's tear stained, horrified face; it was Ashley.
"Excellent Ashley, excellent, you look magnificent." The man was saying.
Ashley moaned into the tape gagging her, she couldn't see his face. She felt cold, with only her Super-man panties and plain red bra for coverage, it was no wonder.
"Plmhfm, fthp..." She whimpered.
Taking a few more photos, the man laughed. "Stop, my dear girl...I'm just getting started, now..."
Her eyes widened in horror. She still couldn't see his face, although she noted something about his voice that struck her, but she wasn't sure what. But what caught her attention was the needle in his hand.
"NH, NH, PLMHFM, NH!" She cried out, trying to struggle against the tape binding her.
"It's futile." He laughed, kneeling down. "Now, just give in to it."
"NNHHHHHHH!"
But her cries were cut off and then faded as she was injected again and soon blacked out once more.
When she woke up it was to another nightmare. She was still a prisoner, still in that same darkened room. Still subject to the camera, she could hear it clicking away, occasionally she could see the flash. She was still securely bound, this time with ropes, which tied her to a chair, but tape was still used to silence her.
"MMMMMMM!?" She cried out in shock and dismay.
For now even her underwear was gone. She was naked, exposed to the creep and his camera. She remembered the pictures of the previous victims. The stalker had done the same to them. But unlike her, none of them had been awake for it.
Noting this he laughed. "Well, well, guess I gave you too small a dose...No matter, that should make this more fun. Let's get some real memories here."
With that he raised the camera again. Although to Ashley it was just a blurred shape.
Nevertheless she pleaded with it. "Fthp thnf, plmhfm..."
The man just laughed. "Oh come now, don't be like that. You're going to be a marvellous addition to my wall."
The tears came unbidden as she continued to try and plead. Only to have more photos taken of her for her troubles. For Ashley the nightmare wouldn't end, it blended into one long photoshoot of terror and dismay, of utter humiliation.
After what felt like ages, probably a few hours, the man approached again, she still couldn't make out his features, but she knew what was coming, sure enough, before she could scream into her gag, the needle pricked her again.
"HW, NH, NH...Nh...!"
Her words faded as her vision did and just like those other girls, just like Emily, the blackness finally consumed her.
End of chapter, the stalker claims his next victim, Ashley, what happens next, who are the others he mentioned, we can only wait and see, read and review please.