Terror
He leaps into the air. Taylor's scream is cut off by something digging into her guts and ribs. It hurts and it knocks the breath from her.
She can't see. She can't move her hands. She's going to be sick. Blood's rushing to her head. She wants to tell her captor he's got the wrong person, but she can't make herself say anything.
Her captor bounds from rooftop to rooftop before dropping suddenly and quietly. There's the sound of something scraping and Taylor realises it's a manhole cover being drawn aside. She's being taken into the sewers.
Suddenly her terror increases. When he finds out he's got the wrong person, what's he going to do to her?
Tears are coming now. She can't keep them back.
He keeps moving. Taylor has no idea where he's going, but she does know one thing: this is not going to end well for her or April. At least she told her mom she loves her one last time.
The bag over her head does nothing to muffle her sobs.
"What the hell are you cryin' for?" He sets her on the ground; she gasps for air. "Donnie told you to come meet us. Now you're here, so deal with..."
He rips the bag off - and lets out a cry of alarm, staggering backwards.
Taylor can't breathe again.
It's a monster.
"Oh no," it's saying. "Nononono. Oh shit. Oh, shit."