I found myself lying in a cold damp room. The walls were covered in mold. I was on the ground bound and gagged. The rope ripped my flesh as I tried to squirm. I tried screaming, but it was useless because no one would be able to hear me. I found myself getting into the same state of fear. I had just realized that whoever had captured me could kill me at any time he wished. Sweat beaded down my face. No, it wasn't sweat. It was tears. I hadn't noticed it, but I began to cry. I fought desparately trying to free myself from my rope prison. The rope just constricted tighter. I took a good long look at the rope, and it wasn't rope. It was 3 boa constrictors. They had me around my hands, legs and stomach. I realized that their bloodthirsty fangs had been what had cut me. I kicked and screamed going all out. The tight silk cloth came loose from my face and I cried out. No one came. I drew into a ball formation and bit down on the snakes with my dull teeth. The snake around my waist withdrew into a dark corner. There appeared to be a bulky silhouette coming out of the shadow. A man approached. He had dark black hair that was cut short. His eyes were red as lasers, and they pierced like them too. He wore all black clothes, and he smiled grimly down at me. He held out his muscular arms, and the two other snakes came into his hands and formed into swords. My captor put the two swords together into one black blade that was even darker than the room around me. He took the sword and rushed at me. I dodged the blow with a roll, and I leaped up onto my quivering legs. My legs were sore and I couldn't move. It was like they were broken or something. He came at me again with an upward blow. I dodged to the side and I kicked out my leg towards his stomach. He knocked my weak leg down with one powerful block. He grinned with satisfaction. He came at me a third time in a flurry of blows. Somehow, I managed to dodge all of them, or so I thought. I fell to the ground coughing, clutching my throat. I looked down, and I had coughed oozing red blood. It made me feel like throwing up. I looked up and he came crashing down on me. I raised my hands...

Wow, I haven't been on in a while.

I'm back, and I'm hear to say, uhhhhhhhhh. I woke up one dark gloomy night, sweat trickling down my face. I got up and my bed gave a creak. The floor boards sounded like a moaning goast as I traversed to the kitchen. I went down the carpeted stairs that were torn up and out of place. The railing fell down as I grabbed on to it. I bent down to pick it up, and I heard the sound of light footsteps behind me. I turned around but no one was there. I kept going, and I could have sworn that I saw a figure through the glass door, but when I turned around it had vanished. I began to walk at a faster pace as my head became warm yet my whole body shaked. I heard maniacle laughter right behind me, but again no one. By now, I was running to the kitchen. Instead of getting a snack, I reached a trembling arm out at the phone. I picked it up and dialed. There was no ring. I looked up, and the wire hang limp, torn out of the wall. I tried to scream, but nothing came out. I tried to run, but my legs stood still. I stood there as though I was paralyzed. My eyes swelled with fear as I felt a presence right behind me. One cold breath came from him and it smelled of death. I turned around and was knocked cold.