Rachel+F.

Chapter 1 Excerpt

I ran down the alley. What a dumb idea, running down an alley. I could hear his feet making echoes as he ran after me. Shit, there’s a wall at the end. Of course there’s a wall at the end there always is. It’s Saturday, October 15th, 2011 at 11:34 pm, in Kellerville, North Carolina. It’s a small, quiet, peaceful town, usually it is anyway. In no way would I call this peaceful, running for my life I mean. I heard the footsteps getting closer; I crushed my body against the brick wall hoping the darkness would hide me. How the hell did Kellerville end up with freaking alleys? I asked myself as my attacker came into view, the knife still in his hand. “Taylor… come on Tay, I know you’re here. Why don’t you just come out? Don’t worry Tay, if you come out now I’ll make it a lot faster. You won’t feel a thing I swear. Wait I’m sorry that’s actually a lie, it //will// hurt… a lot ,” I could hear the wicked grin in his voice. He waited a while before he spoke again, “Well if that’s how it is going to be Taylor… I’m going to find you, kill you slowly and more painfully.” I gasped flinging my hands to my mouth. It was too late, he had already heard me. I heard a low quiet laugh getting nearer; my tears were streaming down my cheeks. This is it, I’m going to die. Me, Taylor Nolan at 17 years old. I can’t die; I haven’t even gotten my license! I couldn’t believe driving was on my mind as I was about to get killed. My attacker stepped into the light, He was five foot eleven at least and probably a medium build, of course he was wearing all black and a ski mask. Then, it came out of nowhere. He was standing in front of me just a few seconds ago, now he was pinned against the alley wall. “ Run! ” the thing hissed at me. I had no plans to stay any longer so I did what it said, and I ran; I ran for dear life, I remembered what a friend told me, you’ll draw more attention by screaming fire rather than help and that’s what I did.