Angel had almost gave up hope.

She was trapped in a random basement and the killer would be back soon.

Earlier that day

"EEEEEEEKKK!!!!"

"That was either your horrified scream or your excited scream!"

"Ok, you know how I have been chatting with Cyrus for a whole month now?"

"Angel, honey, a month isn't a lot..."

"Will you let me finish Hayley?"

"Ok, go on!"

"We are meeting up today!!"

"..."

"Hayley?"

Hayley had hung up the phone and that is when Angel got worried.

12:00p.m.

Angel sat in a booth at "Lola's Coffee Shop"  all alone. ' I wonder where he is?' She had thought to herself.

Soon a tall guy walked in and sat down beside her.

"Hi, I'm Cyrus!"

Angel froze, he was not the guy she had expected and he was definitely not 16 like Angel, he was around 28 or something like that.

"Umm...hello?"

"Umm......hi...I'm A-an-Angel."

"Angel...I know."

"I-i-i" Angel stuttered untill she fainted.

Where we where at the beginning:

Cyrus came back with a knife in his hand.

"What are you doing?" Angel firmly asked.

"You'll see."

Angel didn't like his voice, she didn't like how he looked, but she mostly didn't like his personality.

"What do you want? You can have anything from me...just not...me."

"Ah, you think you are tough don't you? Think you are the hero? Well your not. No one knows you are missing. They don't. So you are stuck with me." Cyrus spat in her face.

"What if you die?"

"I have a knife, very sharp you see, or do you need a closer look?"

"No. But I do need to not be here please." Angel tried to say nicely.

"I won't tell anyone... I promise."

Cyrus just mumbled and went upstairs again. But he had dropped the knife.

Angel had no choice, she grabbed the knife he dropped and cut the rope and gipped on to the knife firmly.

In about five minutes Cyrus came back and the first thing he saw was the knife.

"Let me go or you will give a up close and personal meeting with this knife."

"You don't want to be playing with that little girl."

"Oh, so your not sixteen? And your older that me? Well then I guess today isn't you lucky day now is it?"

Cyrus came closer to her. Now what her chance.

She ran and dropped the knife which went through his shoe. She ran up the stairs and found the exit. She open the door and ran all the way to the city park.

She stayed there for a while. Soon a short old man with a can walked up to her.

"What is a beautiful young lady doing here in the park all alone?"

"I-I"

"Wait a little jiffy... Your that lady from the new and the flyers!"

"Flyers?"

"Yup!!"

Soon after the old man hooted and hollered.

"I found her! I diddily darn found her!"

Soon after a whole crowd chased her all the way down the street.