Listening to: The Way - Clay Aiken

I felt the knife slide in.

Mel and I were somewhere.. on holiday, I think. I was walking with him out of the hotel room when alarms were sounded. We hurried out of the building and I lost Mel. Then I saw this guy.. walking into this alley. Out of curiousity, I trailed him. He saw me as he opened a door and motioned for me to follow - so I did.

We were in some aircraft hanger. He pointed to a copter and told me to get on. which I did. But when he climbed in from the pilot side of the copter, he changed. Physically, I could see the change. But I knew it was the same person I had followed into the building. Alarm bells sounded in my head and fear flooded my system. I turned and ran. Tried to, at least. He caught up and flung himself at me.

We fell to the floor and he landed on top of me. I felt his teeth graze my neck and heard him growl. He got up, yanking me along. He was trying to tell me something as he dragged me into a plane of sorts.. but nothing registered. He pulled me into this cabin and said something to me. I had something he wanted.. he wanted me to do something for him.. I didn't know what. My response was to kick him and attempt to run again.

I saw the knife. I saw him holding it.. I felt the knife slide into my stomach. My vision flared, but I felt no pain. I felt my legs giving way, I saw myself collapsing onto the floor. I saw him walk away as I reached out for him.

Then I woke up wondering if I was dead...
*shudder*