It was dark inside. I toggled the switch, and nothing happened. Shit. Thunder rolled and I sighed. Power outage.

I stumbled through the apartment, tripping on things. I haven't lived here long enough to know the layout well. I never live anywhere that long. More than a few months, he finds me, and I have to go again. But this place, hell, there were still boxes.

I found the door to the utility room where the washer and dryer were, and where I knew the flash light was. I opened the door and began to feel around for it. Where was it? Why wasn't it on the shelf?

And then I heard the breath. And the door slammed shut.

" Hello Babe. Thought you could run forever?"

It was Donovan. I closed my eyes and hoped he just kill me this time, instead of merely beating me and leaving me for dead.

His hand connected with the side of my head and I fell. Should I fight? I considered it, but the world swayed and went black.....