She gasped,her heart beating faster as she felt the wall collide with her back. Her knees buckled but he held her up, his fingers digging into her neck as she struggled to push his hand away. She couldn't breathe.

  "Let go of me",she whizzed as her nails went deeper into his hand.

  "Oh yea, and why should I do that? So you could give him a call and then he'd come running to your rescue. What are you to him anyway,his girlfriend?,or are you his whore?",he said in a low  husky voice that sent shivers down her spine.

  She tried to think clearly but she couldn't. Her thoughts were centered on his hands squeezing every life out of her. She was desperate,she needed air. Dots appeared before her eyes as she kicked wildly fighting for her life.

  "I'll let go for a little while Emma, but you must do something for me. Now you would do that, right?

  Yes, please let me go.

  She could feel his burning gaze as tears fell down her eyes.

  Are we going to die?

I don't know.......

  "Emma!".

Wendy, she's here, she's going to save us.

So we are not going to die?, phew!

His hand left her neck as she slumped breathing hard. She crawled away from him,her heart racing as fear and dread clouded her thoughts. His eyes were fixed on the door, it was her chance to stay as far away from him as possible.

   "Emma!", she called out once more as she pushed the door to the washroom open and stepped in.

She couldn't find Maggie. Good. Yet she had a nagging feeling. Bad.

  "Emma,are you playing games with me?".

Silence.

  The padding of her feet against the tiles was the only sound that greeted her ears. Where was her friend Emma?.

  Stalls after stalls she searched, thinking of a hundred reasons why Emma could not be found. Was Maggie behind it?. There was one more stall to check. One more.

She paused, there had been a muffled sound, where did it come from? She glanced around, she was alone and an eerie silence scattered goosebumps all round her arms. Her phone rang out, it was a call from Emma. She sighed in relief as she took a few steps back regaining her composure while taking deep calming breaths.

  "Gosh Emma where are you?",she yelled over the phone and listened waiting for an explanation but it never came. Instead the other end went dead. "Emma!, Emma!!",fear gripped her as she looked around frantically. What went wrong?

Emma: I've found her, meet me                 at the parking lot.

   Questions flooded her mind as she made her way out. The feeling that things weren't right remained. She needed to find Emma.

 
   His grip on her throat and mouth was becoming unbearable. She was sandwiched between the wall and the stranger who pressed her hard till she took laboured breaths. What wrong could she have done and who was the so called 'he' which he referred to?

  His hands dropped by his sides as he backed away slipping his hands into his pocket. She was weak from lack of air and frightened as he watched her with cold blank eyes and an evil smirk on his face.

  His hands left his pockets revealing a small rag. She had less time to react. In for swift motion the rag was placed on her face covering her nose and mouth. She tried to push it away but he was just so strong compared to her, and she needed to breathe.

  Her head went spinning as darkness slowly enveloped her. She was loosing consciousness and no matter how hard she wanted to fight ,she went still,unable to move as she blacked out.

 
  "This is what I want from you Emma, go to sleep and make things easy for me. Once you awake, there would be long days ahead for us. Long long days ahead".

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So who could this guy be?😮
Why don't you find out yourself?

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        Tori Mike.