Here is the prologue to something I'm working on, Alvin fans may want to cover their eyes for this one... Sorta inspired by ColonelShaw. Enjoy.

Alvin found himself wondering how his car had broken down on this back country road. "I always take good care of my car", Alvin said aloud to himself as was walking down the road.

"I should call someone and tell them where I am", Alvin paused for a moment s he thought about it, "No that would be to embarrassing me the car guy asking for help with car trouble, besides there's a gas station a little ways back."

As Alvin walked he heard what he thought was someone in the trees on the side of the road, he shook his head ignoring the sound, "Must be my imagination."

A few minutes later Alvin heard the rustling again, "Okay that wasn't in my head", Alvin turned and headed into the woods to find out what the sound was.

After a few minutes of wondering Alvin could not find the source and decided to turn around and head back to the road, only to realize that he was now lost, "Great", He said aloud.

Alvin took a deep breath and reached for his cell phone, "Well time to swallow my pride and call Dave for some help", Alvin heard something coming at him fast when he turned he saw a figure running at him caring something large.

Alvin turned and ran he glanced back and realized what the figure was holding, it was a ax. Alvin increased his pace.

Alvin was running for what seemed like an hour and he was starting to get tired. Why is this guy after me?, Alvin thought to himself as he ran, just then Alvin felt his foot get caught in a tree root,"Fuck!", he yelled out as he fell to the ground.

Alvin's ankle was sprained he could feel it, Alvin started to crawl away, No this isn't how it ends this can't be, Alvin tried to get up and run only to fall back down, he heard the persons footsteps slow down as they got closer.

Alvin turned to face the person his eyes went wide," What but", Alvin tried to scoot away from them only to find his back to a tree, Alvin took a deep breath,"Brittany... I love you... good bye", He spoke knowing he would never get to tell her himself.

The attacker lifted the ax over their head and brought it down swift and hard.

There is the prologue it had not been proofread yet so if you catch something let me know please. Thank you.