That night was just like any other night; I had done some overtime work and was walking home late at night. Like no one is bothering to be outside late. I'm usually fine with coming home late since it was just me and my bestfriend sharing a house together. Poppy always ordered pizza and so i wouldn't have to worry about dinner when I got back. Oh right I forgot to tell you my name, it's Pepper Sully. I was the girl everyone wanted to be in highschool. They envied my natural bright red hair and lightly tanned skin. I had the perfect figure, did sport and was thin and fit. The untold beauty.

The only thing that night that could be heard was the clacking of my high heels on the pavement, I was completely oblivious to that I was being followed.

There was a man walking behind me following me, and a couple across the street ahead of me and some by the fence a block away. When I realised I was being followed I quickened my pace and decided I was going to take the long way home and go around the block. Nearing the street light on the next corner the breeze blew my long red hair out behind me almost like a billowing cape.

I went to turn down the next street but before I could take another step hands gripped my long hair and they yanked hard, pulling my tall figure to the ground. Greeted by his psychotic smile. The other men made their way over, I registered what they were wanting to do. Seven men, one woman. I started thrashing against my holder, wanting to scream but the sound caught in my throat. Their eyes were alight with a hungry flame, they were laughing, hooting at what they caught, how lucky they were. I kicked my legs around with all my might, dropped hard on the ground I turned my head and bit the hand that was pinning my wrists together. The man howled in pain.

"Stupid bitch" he growled menacingly, "Doesn't know when to give up."

The other men laughed, I struggled to my feet. I was surrounded; I knew that I was most likely to die this night. Raped then murdered.

When I was younger I had taken Tai kwon do lessons and was the top fighter. I stood in the middle of them, right foot back and left foot forward. Fists raised, I definitely wasn't going down without a fight. They laughed, thinking that I was desperate.

One of them to my right raised his hand to backhand me, catching his arm mid swing I broke it in two, now he was screaming in agony at half of his arm dangling. The others stared at him in shock and surprise. I took this as my chance to get away, they were all distracted. I kicked my heels off and started sprinting down the street, heading for the forest nearby, I was sure to lose them there even if I was to get lost myself. My jeans were sure to be torn from all this running, full stride. My arms were pumping just as fast as my legs were running across the ground, the trees were getting thicker. I can still hear their shouting, their hooting. Almost like howling, like a pack of wolves hunting down their prey. My hair was flailing behind me, the red mop matting together.

I can tell they are getting closer, the yelling was getting louder. And my energy was getting low; I felt my run getting slower and slower. I was preying for someone, anyone to help me at this point.

Please, just give me a break this one time, I begged in my mind.

My legs were getting slower yet again and the yelling getting louder. The trees started to thin out and there was a field and a giant black mansion. Looking old and ran down it seemed to have life within it. New energy and hope surged through my veins. The men yelled in excitement when they got a clear sight of me, they had adrenaline pumping through their veins, the thought of being able to beat me into submission turned them on.

I was at the door beating on the large frames.

"PLEASE! LET ME IN! I'M BEGGING YOU!" I screamed,

The fastest of the men were halfway across the field and he was closing in fast. I banged on the door harder, then...then I heard the click of the lock and the door opened. I got inside as quickly as possible. Shut the door behind me and locked it, turning around to thank my saviour, but no one was there.

I had to hide; they would find a way in. I moved towards the stairs, went around the lounge and TV set in front of it. There was a Nintendo 64 sitting out in front of it with a Golden cartridge sticking out of it. I didn't linger too long and headed up the stairs to the 3rd floor, went down a hallway and into a random door.

In that room there was a double bed with a bedside table and a mask on it. To my surprise it was a ghostly neon blue. I disregarded it, turned around and saw a giant wardrobe. Opening the doors to it I climb inside shutting the door carefully, I looked back over at the mask, but it wasn't there anymore. I closed the door with the fear that there was something else in there with me.

Meanwhile I was hiding in the wardrobe, the men had busted the door down and were hunting up and down the hallways for me, and I can hear their cooing for me.

Did I shut the door behind me? I dint remember shutting the door. Maybe that's what will give me away. So I'm sitting here, hearing one of them getting closer, I can hear his ragged breathe from running so far. After me, I am worth the chase apparently.

His footsteps are getting louder. IT is getting nearer to me. I'll miss Poppy; I should send her a text, whilst I'm just sitting here. But my phone is on me bedside cupboard; I thought it would do me good to go without it today.

I sigh lightly; I feel my body just ready to give in. But the creaky floorboards give away him, he walks into the open door, I can hear him lightly chuckle.

"Where are you poppet?" He cooed lowly.

My heart froze, my body froze, eyes wide open like a rabbit in highbeams, and I stopped breathing. His footsteps lead around the room. I can hear him swivel on the heels of his feet. He strode towards the wardrobe, I felt the tears well up in my eyes, and I refuse to become prey to this predator. I position my legs underneath me without making a sound, so when the door opens I'll be able to surprise my attacker.

"Kill him..." A voice whispered into my ear,

I'm half inclined to listen. Then I think, did I take my meds this morning, raking my memory I didn't. I must have imagined the voice.

The adrenaline pumped through my veins, I was ready, and I will be the predator and not the prey. I will survive. He will die.

I closed my eyes and gave into my senses, every sound, every smell I could see it. His hand reached for the door, I raised a bit off the floor of the wardrobe, the door swung open and I pounced on him. My hands went for his throat instantly, he made no sound he tried to struggle but my strength right now was too much for him. His body relaxed and I felt no pulse. Smiling to myself I snapped his neck with a quick twist.

One down... Six to go assuming the one with the broken arm came along too. I crouched above his body, he was quite handsome but I was disgusted at what he was going to do. Getting up I strode out the room, looking down the hall I saw another man. He yelled with delight. I didn't register what he said but I started running at him. Bare foot against the floorboards, my hair flailing. I didn't care much for the noise, but I knew the others were making their way towards the sound. I leapt at the man pushing him over the banister, three stories down and landing wrong, most likely dead. Five to go.

They were almost up to me, the closest one a few metres away, I ran down the hallway towards the floor to ceiling window, if I can't take them all at once. I'll be the one choosing where to die.

He caught up to me, grabbed my hair, I didn't run fast enough. I should have just leapt from there through the window. He dragged me down. He was my original handler. I let out a scream. The others caught up and pinned me down the fifth one was going to be the first. I struggled against their hold. One of my legs got free and as he was leaning down to tear my jeans off I kiccked him square in the face feeling his nose break under my foot and the bridge of his nose pierced his brain, killing him instantly. His broken arm would no longer pester him.

The other men were getting fed up with my continued struggle against them, they grunted and growled but only four were left and they need four to hold me. My leg got loose again another kick to the closest person, not killing them but enough for me to struggle out of their grip. I got up and went for the window, jumping out if it, smashing it to smithereens. I didn't think it through, I sailed through the air my stomach was in my throat. I landed against the fence and smashed through it, I was suprised I was not harmed. Moving, dazed I looked around, they were looking down from up there I tried to stand up but my right leg shot with pain. Looking down I saw a massive splinter of wood going through my calf muscle. My eyes brimmed with tears, my face hot.

How will I fight now?

They were making their way downstairs, to finish what they had begun. Four of them, one hopefully injured. I begun to limo my way across the yard, there was a shed in the corner of the yard, I wonder if I'll make it before they come out here to get me. I'm sure I'll make, I'll have to. I need to.

I could hear then running across the gravel, crunching beneath their feet. I couldn't drag my wounded leg any faster. Again I was praying for someone anyone to help me.

They rounded the corner and the saw me leaning against the shed, I was exhausted. My leg burned with pain. I didnt want to give up.

"You have caused us a lot of trouble girly." One of them growled, the others grunted in agreement.

I panted heavily, I screwed my face up in pain. Expecting someone to hit me, grab me. Touch me in anyway.

I opened my eyes in fear, peering through the slits my eyes made, I was feeling dozey. I have lost too much blood. I looked up saw a man with the blue mask on and pale boy with an unusually wide smile.

"Go to sleeeep." He whispered quietly.

I blacked out.