Katie’s Horror

Katie walked down the dark streets of the rows and rows of townhouses, smiling to herself as she did. The wind blew gently in the night, lightly playing with her long blond hair. The music and noise from the party she just left died away in the dark and cold night as she made her way back to her car a few streets away in the Car Lot.

There’s no sound except for the gentle whispers of the wind in the night air. Katie stopped at her car, putting her purse on the hood to fumble for her keys buried in the depth of it.

Soft footsteps behind her begin. She stops cold in her movements, turning around to see if one of her friends were trying to scare her. There’s nothing but the opaque darkness of night.

“Kenny?” She said, calling out the name of her friend that likes to play pranks on her. No answer. ‘Stupid Katie… Just your fucking head playing tricks…’ She thought to herself. Katie turned back around to her purse and found her keys, buried underneath makeup, cash, papers, etc.

The glint of a reflection in the metal of her car from behind her makes her jump. The man pulls her around to face him, grabbing her arms with strength and might. Two other guys walk up behind him, all three smiling with evil, sadistic grins on their faces. Their eyes are hungry, surveying her like a piece of meat, looking her up and down with some sick satisfaction in their faces.

Katie is filled with fear, not knowing what to do, as she sees the other two men join their friend.

“We ain’t seen a pretty little thing like you around here in a while…” The man grabbing Katie’s arm says.

He grins wide, disgusting, as he eyes her like a predator looking at his captured prey.

“Wh-what do you want-t?” Katie stammers to the leader holding her arms, full of fear.

He smiles, licking his lips crudely. He lets go of Katie’s Left arm and reaches into his pocket. His hand bring out a switchblade. He flicks the blade up, and with one swift swipe, cuts right through her shirt and exposing her bra laden breasts.

“This is what we want!” He says loudly. The man pockets the blade and turns his head to the others. “Let’s take this bitch back.”

The other two close in on Katie. She screams loudly for help. One of the men takes off what is left of her shirt and stuffs it into her mouth, muffling her screams and pleas for help.

The three men drag and carry her through a deserted alley way, lit by the flickering of trashcan fires.