Zak POV

"Okay, I'll talk to you later Vince." I said pulling the phone off of my ear.

"Goodnight, Zak." I heard him say, hanging up the phone. I looked down at the sidewalk, there were spray paint cans all over the floor.

Also s.1 was written on the walls of nearby buildings. I was in a bad part of town walking home from a late night party. My parents didn't like me alone there but I insisted that I was going to be okay.

I had been there many times and nothing has ever gone wrong. There are rumors that people get kidnapped here but I don't believe in that shit. Nothing has ever happened here, just because there's graffiti doesn't mean this is a dangerous place.

I rolled my eyes at how ridiculous people were these days. They believe everything they hear.

I continued walking then I heard footsteps from behind me. I whipped around but saw no one.

Probably just my imagination.

I turned around and kept walking when suddenly I heard loud footsteps again. I turned around and searched the place for anything suspicious. Of course nothing was there. I had a horrible feeling in my chest.

I was usually someone who trusted their gut feeling but I wanted to be right. I wanted to say that there was nothing wrong with that place, that it was completely safe.

So I went to turn back around, but before I could I felt someone grab my shoulder.

"Hello Zak." I heard a rough voice say. My head then collided with a hard object and I fell into a world of darkness.

*woosh*

I woke up to darkness. My head was pounding and I was sore all over. I groaned and stood up, I couldn't see a thing. "Hello?" I called out. I walked around and came across a door knob and tried to turn it. It wouldn't budge.

Suddenly the door swung open and I jumped back to avoid being hit. A man walked in and I scowled.

"Good, you're awake." He said. His voice matched the voice of the person who talked to me before I passed out.

"Who are you?" I asked.

"Someone you don't wanna mess with."

First chapter yay