Neoteric3

What the *@$#? Can’t move. Can’t see. This can’t be good. “Hello?
Someone there? Hey…anybody there?!?!” Silence.

What happened? Think. Well, that would be easier if it wasn’t for this
splitting headache. Start there… Someone hit me. From behind. I was
on 14th and… I remember the shock of the blow, the pain. Now this.

Laughing.

“Hello? Who are you? What do you want?…Damn it, let me go!!!”

Foot steps coming closer. A scraping sound.

Something is being pressed into my throat. Cold, hard, sharp. I feel
it’s edge…  You know how I thought this can’t be good, well, this
REALLY can’t be good.