Dark

My breaths begin to be heavier and heavier as I took a few steps at a time.

There is no way out, and I suddenly feel as if I am losing my mind.

The air, being as cold as it is, doesn't help, and the countless thoughts of death that race through my mind does not help, either.

The fog becomes dense, and the sky turns to grey. The night is drawing near.

There is no animal in sight, and there is only one sound, a sinister sound, that I can hear.

It is the sound of a man, one that I do not know, and as I turn around, he gives me a smile.

"You're mine now," he exclaims as he grabs me with his bony, pale hands.

I try to scream, but with all his might, he makes sure that I can't.

"There's no need to fight, baby. You won't ever return."

He takes me to his house and throws me into his basement.

My head hits a stair, and I pass out on the cold, grey pavement.

It is dark, and this is where I will take my last breath.