waiting (standard:drama, 219 words)
Author: Thor	Added: Oct 10 2001	Views/Reads: 3612/3	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
I have no idea...

She stood waiting. He was never on time. Shivering a bit, as the nights
had gotten colder with every setting of the sun, she moved to sit on 
the curb under the streetlight. <i>What a good target</i>, she thought, 
<i>what a perfect target I would make for someone wandering the 
neighborhood, looking for a quickie</i>. Her thoughts forced her to 
stare into the darkness around her pool of light, searching for any 
little movement, listening for any little sound. Nothing. The 
neighborhood was still. 

Suddenly, a strong arm wound its way around her waist like a snake. She
wanted to scream, but a cold hand clamped over her mouth. She was 
lifted to her feet, dragged out of her safe-haven of light. She 
struggled, but the hands would not yield. Muscular arms turned her 
around to face her attacker, but all she could see of him (no woman 
could have strength such as this) was the whites of his eyes, that 
caught the glow of the streetlight and reflected it back to her. 

Still struggling, she was lifted and carried. She could see the
streetlight over the shoulder of her abductor receding, smaller and 
smaller. She stopped struggling, focusing only on that light, wishing 
to be back in its safe glow. They turned a corner; the glow was gone. 


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