Prologue

I lay in the cold grass more conscious than I've been for awhile. I look around me to remind myself of my surroundings and see a few people surrounding me, they wore black outfits as if in a cult. One guy kneels next to me causing me to flinch which reveals a sharp pain in my ribs and my right knee.

"Tonight's gonna be a fun night." The guy smirked creepily then added, "maybe not for you though."

The voice suddenly became more familiar to me as the others behind him began to laugh. I began to pant in fear as another kneels down holding what looks like a knife, he started running it softly down my body.

Somehow I managed to sit up and scoot quickly backwards before they all came running and pinned me down knocking off my glasses. They lift my shirt to reveal my stomach and begin to make what feels like a deep incision. I began to squirm and scream then I start to hear mumbling in the distance and see the blur of glowing flashlights.

"Help!" I scream starting to cry. "Help!" I call out again more heavily. I begin to realize that they were trying to weaken me.

The people around me growl at me to shut up. My breathing picks up and it starts to get harder and harder for me to breathe. The flashlights start moving again.

"Call 9-1-1!" I pleaded not even sure if they could hear me at all.