THE UNKNOWN MAN

He dragged the axe along the cold concrete ground blood dripping of the edges. Loud footsteps echoed in the empty room repeating again and again as she panicked trying to let loose the ropes around me. The door smacked shut and his white gloves which now felt wet of blood that he killed his previous victims with. Tracing a line across her arm his deep voice spoke, " im not going to hurt you i never will or would, i just want to torture you until your goody father gives me my ransom,"

A tear rolled down jazzy's eye she tried to speak but was unsuccessful.

"dont cry dear I SAID I WONT HURT YOU!" the unknown man yelled as he wiped away her tears.

Jazzy rubbed the rope together hoping to hear the rip of the rope any second now. It didnt it just got loose so she wavered her hand over her back pocket to see if she had any tool to help her. Jazzy felt an object in the back and pulled it an inch out, it appeared to be a lighter - from all those ciggerates she had been smoking. Luckily smoking came into hand so its not injurious (just kidding). Several attempts later she managed to click it on and the heat of the fire balzed on her back.

Jazzy moved it across to the rope it was danagerous and risky but.... It would have been worth it. The fire reached to tremendous heights. He was out. But she could hear him coming closer to the door every second. She couldnt see as the blindfold strangled the light in eyes. Smoke now engolfed her as the rope teared apart. Vigorously jazzy pulled off the remaining rope and blindfold and noticed she had a few burn marks on her back as she shurgged of the fire.

Jazzy ran for her life relived by knowing that he had left the door unlocked. She didnt know how he looked nor did she know what enemity he had with her and her father. A few seconds later jazzy reached a halt as she peaked from the corner of her eye she noticed he was right there. Just then her phone rang....

Out of pure panic she dropped the phone onto the ground. A shiver ran down her spine she was speechless. She heard the footsteps of the man get closer towards the corner of the wall. His white gloves climbed onto the wall as she peered through the glimpse she could get.

The hand swept away as fast a lightning and she let out a sigh of relief. Seconds that felt like hours passed by. Suddenly a masked man popped out of nowhere his hand now on her mouth."Umm ahh," She couldn't speak as she breathed heavily.

The unknown man grabbed her arms and interlocked them between each other which gave her a sensation of pain.Jazzys legs broke down , she shut her eyes and never awoke.

Malnourished and pale, jazzy found herself awoken after months it seemed.The garage in which she was locked in opened. The unknown man's body layed there as if he was playing dead. Out of curiosity she unravelled the mask and noticed teared up skin with veins scattered everywhere. She was scared and horrified. Jazzy was all alone. Not a sight of humans could be seen.

She pondered and paced around the neighbourhood eventually arriving at the main city no-one was there.

Jazzy shut her eyes. Her mind now blank. Everything slowly disapperead. This was it.