The clouded faces swooped past me, they were moving too fast, or maybe, I was moving too slow
I clenched my fist and swung at the nearest figure, But he was too fast.
"Easy..." said one of the men "Easy Prey"
I felt sharp nails press against my neck, i tried to scream for help, but who was I kidding; no one would help me, no one cared
Maybe it wasn't meant to end like this, maybe i could of done something; but right now, I knew I would die...