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The chilling wind whipped her face as she ran down the sidewalks of her neighborhood with only the moon to show the way. The steady pounding of her feet on the cement nullified her nerves and washed away her worries. She cleared her mind of everything but moving her feet and keeping her breathing level.

The moon was her only companion of the night. The cool air felt amazing as she breathed in and out. She closed her eyes and paused to rest, not at all tired. She took a deep breath and held it, opening her eyes observing the panorama of the night. She closed her eyes once more and listened to the night. There was the faint baying of a dog in the distance, a meow of a stray cat as it silently slinked across the street, the scurrying of a mouse trying to escape it’s predator, the calming sound of footsteps getting closer.

She silently gasped, the sharp in take of chilling air burned her throat. Never before on her midnight runs has ever encountered another human, after the initial shock she calmed down and chastised her foolishness, midnight wasn’t a dead hour it was actually quite lively apparently. When the initial shock passed she closed her eyes once more in attempt to relax. But how could she do so? The footsteps were getting closer, coming in her direction, definitely belonging to a man. They got louder but slower, careful. She took one last breath then started off jogging but soon her arm was fettered by a strong grip, hammering her from her going on her merry little way. She gasped involuntarily and jerked her arm free.

Once released she started sprinting down the pavement sidewalk, sure enough her attacker pursued. The girl ran first down the sidewalk, then into the street, then across dew covered grass, dodging lawn decorations all the way. Suddenly she stopped, her pursuer was no longer heard or seen. She sighed. Then in a split second she was entirety defenseless against her attacker, his strong arm was tightly wrapped around her stomach, she didn’t even have time to scream or kicker. There was an unpleasant pinching sensation in her neck as a long needle was violently jabbed into her neck. Soon her body began to get heavy, the crisp and clear midnight nightfall softened around the edges and everything became blurry. Despite her best effort her legs gave out and she drooped into her attacker’s warm body. Slowly she began to drift away.