As I regained conciousness, I remember asking "Where am I?". I looked around and saw the dumpster, and listened to the squeals and sounds of rat's feet pittering across the cold dark pavement. I felt around me, there was nothing but ground, and my things were missing, my clothes torn, and my body beaten. I jumped at the sound of a cough, then realized that it had come from underneath the streetlamp when I looked down the alley. I tried to stand, and wh
en I felt pain shoot through my arm and leg, I remembered what had happened.My friend and I had come out of the building around ten thirty, and seeing this alley, with the the bus stop on the other end, as a faster way home than walking. "Come on," I said pointing down the vestibule, "That bus will take us home." She looked at me and said "You're crazy, I am not walking down some creepy alley at night! You can." With that she turned and walked towards our apartment. I knew I should have followed her, but, being my stubborn self, stood and watched her disappear into the oncoming car's headlights and around the corner. Then turned down the alley towards the bus stop. "I'll show her" I thought.
As I walked along, ever so carefully, I listened to the noises of the creatures in the long dark alley, and every so often checked behind me to make sure I wasn't being followed. It seemed to be getting longer, and by the time I had gotten about halfway through, I couldn't hear the cars rushing past on either side. Then I heard it, the voice, "You should have gone the other way, dear." it said. "What? Leave me alone." I tried,but then I felt an impact and next thing I knew I woke up in the alley. "Help me, somebody, please" I started weeping, who was to blame for this awful deed. Whoever it was had been following me all night, and had heard my conversation with my roommate. "Help" I said one last time before I blacked out again.
