Not more than hours ago we were unknown to each other, now its as if he knew of your past. Or he may have been part of your past and now he remembers you. Once you are in his grip he won't let you off that easily. *Get right back here Sanders you are starting to piss me off now and I know you won't like the consequences once things are done. I knew I had no choice, but I just kept on running ahead and I bet he found it pretty funny to chase me around in this abandoned building. He was a complete f***ing psycho and I had to get rid of him, but fast.

I made a huge mistake getting into that car, but the alcohol got the best of me. I had no idea where we going, but when we arrived I saw HIM! Did we have to meet with me in this state? The tension could be cut with a butcher's knife, but my self-control was starting to fade seeing that fucking smirkish grin on his face only made my blood boil even more. But seriously I had no energy left to say something. All of a sudden I started to feel so weird that even he noticed it. His devilish smile grew even more, but before I could react he swooped me off the ground and threw me over his shoulders. He started for the stairs, I couldn't do anything about it I was becoming weaker every step of the way up. *The next thing I remember is waking up completely wrecked, then it all came at once that this was all a set up, that it was never because of fate or was it?