Emily

Even though my blood was boiling and pounding in my ears like a drum, my skin was as cold as the tiles behind me. There was a sharp pain in the center of my chest where my pounding heart had banged into my ribs.

My assailant's leering mouth twisted the nasty scar on his face, and his hot breath scorched my numb cheeks. His bony frame crushed against mine, the edgy joints of his body forcing me down. My side was slammed by the rifle he'd used to intimidate me into quiet.

As the realization of my impending death hit me like a bolt of lightning, my whole body...