#1-Saved by a Graveyard
I was walking through a city, one that vaguely reminded me of Niagara Falls NY. The streets were clogged with vehicles, honking and people yelling. It was like prime tourist season or something. All the noise gave me a headache. I hated the crowds of pushing people. The exhaust fumes from the vehicles was the worst. Every so often I couldn't seem to catch my breath.

I walked, rather hurridly, with a group of three men but I stayed a few steps ahead. A powerful sense of anxiousness was about me...like I was going to be late for something. The men were behind chatting and laughing and relaxed. They kept telling me to slow down. Being stubbornly defiant as I am, I just moved all the faster. I was mildly pissed that they were so calm about everything. I didn't care if they kept up with me. I just needed to get to an unknown important somewhere.

I don't know where I was headed, but I knew that there was a shortcut through a grave yard. (the same one I used to short cut through to get to school when I lived in Niagara Falls) The men all objected. Said it wasn't safe. I tried to persuade them otherwise, telling them that I cut through the cemetary all the time. They didn't believe me and they opted to take the long way around. So they left walking down the sidewalk. I didn't care. They were useless baggage anyway.

I started climbing the tall chainlink fence. When I got to the top and swung my leg over to the other side, I peered up the sidewalk to the departing trio of men. They were just crossing the street. From out of no where A big blue cube truck barreled around the corner and run them all down. I could hear the sickening dull thud of their bodies slamming into the front of the truck. My stomach turned and I felt faint. I was so shocked that I fell from the top of the fence and nearly smacked my head off an old worn and white tombstone.

I laid on the ground for a long time, thinking that I should feel horrified...or at least a little sad about what had happened. But I felt nothing. Actually, I felt a tiny sense of relief that they were gone. Finally.


#2-Tied
I woke up, feeling horrendously drowsy, like I was drugged. Everything seemed move in slow motion. I looked up and there was the face of a strange man hanging right in front of mine.

"Wakey wakey." he said with a demented grin. His eyes were dark and lightless. They reminded me of shark eyes, black and dull and flat. I know I should have been afraid but I was too sedated to feel anything besides sleepy. The man moved back into the shadows and seemed to disappear.

I struggled to move, and realized that I was tied to a chair. Looking down, I saw that my binding appeared to be old ratty looking yarn. I thought it should be easy to break free. But I couldn't no matter how hard I tried. It wasn't till after I quit struggling that I finally realized I was naked from the waste down. That realization was one hell of a waker upper.

The man then returned. I tried to bitch at him but found I had no voice. He smiled, looked very happy to see that I was now wide awake. The man knelt in front of me and began to 'massage' me. I tried to verbally object but still couldn't speak. I tried to break free again. Couldn't. All the while, the man was not discouraged. I slowly became aroused and tried to fight the feelings, determined that I was not going to let him play me so easily.

It eventually got to the point where I couldn't fend off the feelings anymore and at that exact same moment the man leaned forward and bit hard into my thigh. The pain was so immense that it startled me awake.