We had been hunting him for a while. He was growing stronger and taking more
women...we knew our time was running out. We finally found him, in some random park. It was like his castle. Plenty of places to hide and disappear into the dark. When he met me, he told me I was special. I told him to fuck off. He grinned and said that everyone was allowed to disobey him... once. I looked back to my force I had with me, wondering why no one had tried to retain him yet. In those few seconds, I realized what was going on, but it was too late. They grabbed me. The sight of seeing him walk towards me was enough to make me pass out....
I am not sure how I got involved in searching for this man. He was kidnapping women, and abusing them. That was a huge mystery for me...how was he able to take over the minds of adult women and make them do these things? Didn't matter why, all that mattered was that it was happening and there had to be something done about it.
I remember being at someones house. Watching TV with kids, laughing. Then she walked in. I knew I had seen her before, but couldn't place her. But I instantly trusted her. She came in and told me that he just took another woman, a little younger this time. She had leads to where he was and we left. It wasn't a question of if I wanted to go, I knew I had to go. So I ran after her.
We had followed his trail to one of the hugest parks I had ever seen. When we got there, I saw that two more females had joined us, determination in their eyes. We split up. Thought it would be easier to find the asshole. We finally came to a little rest stop in the middle of the park. There was a bathroom, a phone and a long perfectly planted row of trees. That's when he allowed himself to be seen.
I am not entirely sure everything he said to me, but I do remember him saying he knew I was special. I know I should have bee scared, but I wasn't. I had a feeling I had been trained for this, I was prepared...what a silly girl I had been. I vaguely remember telling him what a sick and twisted fucker he was. He just grinned. He had a grin that could send chills down your spine, you knew he was evil. As I stood there having this conversation with him, I started to wonder why my backup had become silent. I thought since I was distracting him with conversation, they were finding a way to detain him. I was wrong. I turned around to see them smiling up at him with this great amount of respect and as if he was adoring. Fuck. I was grabbed and could feel the roped being tied behind my back. Fright finally kicked in. I passed out watching him walk towards me...with that grin on his face.
When I awoke, my clothing had been changed. I sat there with with only a shirt and underwear on. No socks, no shoes, no bra--I felt very vulnerable and cold. I looked around and saw all the women he had taken. They sat in front of the trees, the long row of perfectly planted trees. They were dressed similar to me, although some had no clothes on at all. What happened next is something I will never forget. He looked over at me, saw I was awake and nodded to the first girl in the row. She slid her shirt off her shoulders and stood up. Out of the shadows the woman I trusted appeared. She walked up and started beating this poor girl. Punching, slapping, biting, calling her names---it seemed to go on for an eternity. The poor victimized lady screamed and cried and begged for her to stop. It was like every time she cried out in pain, the bitch I trusted hit her harder. The other bitch's I trusted finally appeared. They each took their time beating every single female. At one point, I closed my eyes and turned my head away. I couldn't stand it anymore. He yelled at me to look. Said if I didn't look at what I couldn't stop, they would receive a harsher punishment. I took a deep breath, and continued to watch them. These bitches had moved on to tree branches. I will not give any more details of what I saw---it is too horrendous. Once he was satisfied, he put his hand up in the air. The bitches stopped. All the other ladies were lying on the ground now. Some making painful moaning sounds and some making no sounds at all. As he walked towards us, I noticed the bitches were out of breath--no way they would be able to chase me down, I thought. When he reached us, he gave each bitch a kiss on the cheek. Told them it was their time now. I thought he meant they were going to beat on each other---this got me very excited. If they were going to waste the rest of their energy beating on each other, I would be able to run away. I sat up straighter, waiting for my chance to get up and run. I was wrong. Each female began to walk towards me, looking possessed and hungry. I got it. They had done such a great job for him, they were being rewarded with me. He was in front of the line and helped me stand up. Don't you worry, he whispered in my ear, they will not love you as much as the other girls. You are special. I want time alone with you too. He caressed my cheek with his hand and I spit in his face. Again, he gave me that evil grin.
I assumed, when I woke up, that the amount of beating I received was enough to make me faint. It was still dark outside. My whole body hurt. From what I could see, I had cuts from head to toe. Bruises were already prominent. The bitches were nowhere in sight, and the ladies by the trees were gone too. I tried to stand and fell instantly. The pain was horrific. Never in my life had I ever felt this kind of pain. But, I was not going to give up. With tears streaming down my face, I tried to stand about a dozen times-all failed. One more time, I told myself. Get your fucking ass up--you can do this. I closed my eyes, took a deep breath and tried again. Half way up I felt a branch. Shocked that I hadn't felt it before, I wrap my hand around it and put all weight on that branch. With one final push, and one huge agonizing scream coming from my mouth, I was up.
Suddenly I see a car. And as quickly I see the car, I feel him behind me; gently placing a blanket over my shoulders. He told me to stay silent. The car stops and four people get out it. An older gentleman and his three kids. He gives the psychopath a nod and they all head into the restroom. The stranger didn't even look at me. Was I invisible? The family came out, smiling, and got back in the car. I can feel the tears well up in my eyes. Not one of them looked at me. I was going to be stuck with this sick son of a bitch and there wasn't anything I could do about it. Then out of nowhere, you could hear one of the abused ladies call out for help. In a flash psycho disappears behind me. With every inch of strength I had, I ran over to the car. I slid in practically on top of the driver and beg him to drive away. Please, please just drive. With shock on his face, he turns the car on, tells his kids to buckle up and drives away as fast as he could.
I made my way into the backseat and for the first time sighed with relief. I began to tell this family what had happened. He told me I needed to call the police and see a doctor. It was not that I didn't agree with him, it was more of my gut telling me it was a bad idea. Out of nowhere, the father of my savior family hands me his cell phone. I could hear it ringing on the other end. Psycho answered it. I told him that he was not going to get away with anything. I knew what he looked like and I knew where to find him. You are going down mother fucker was the last thing I said to him before I hung up.
Flash to the hospital. We are walking around trying to find someone to help us. Do we call the police? Allow the hospital to call the police? What should we do? Finally father savior tells me he thinks we should go into the ER, get me checked out and go from there. He said I looked horrible and was still bleeding. I finally agreed. I knew I wouldn't be able to keep my energy up much longer, I was already feeling dizzy. When we reached the ER, there was a security guard and a Police officer in the waiting room. The nurse behind the window looked at me and said they had been waiting for me. The officer stretched out his hand and told me it was OK now. I started to walk towards him....but then I stopped. I asked him if I could trust him? He smiled and said of course. Then I asked how they knew I was coming? The nurse told me it was because I called ahead. No, I didn't. The security guard gave me a confused look. The police officer walked towards me, smile on his facing and nodding his head; yes I did call. I started to back up, energy level was full again, heart beating so loud I would swear they could hear it. And I was scared shit less. I reached back and felt my father saviors hand, grabbed it and started to run. I could hear the officer yell behind me to stop. No fucking way, I thought. We ran and ran in that hospital, father savior's hand never left mine and was right behind me the whole time. We finally lost the cop and ducked into what seemed to be a very private and out of view room. I sat for a minute trying to catch my breath. I turned my head to look at the man who saved me. The man who took a chance on me, the man who I will forever be in debt to. I turned with a smile on my face and saw his face grinning back at me. His demented, psycho face grinning at me.
"I told you," he said. "You are special."
I woke up screaming.
Moral of that story kids...never eat chili right before bed, haha.
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