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VICTORIA At the sound of the cell phone ring, Victoria stiffened, and could sense Dennis do the same beside her. 'Oh no... Please, god, no! Why hadn't I turned my volume off while we were inside?' Victoria thought. Suddenly all previous determination was forgotten and replaced with an un-comprehensible fear. The dark, husky, and deep voice she heard next, she realized, did not belong to Dennis. " Goldy locks, and her friend appear to have been caught by the bear" The two spun around instantly, with apparent shock covering their countenances. The long bearded man with the blood stained white shirt, glared hatefully at the two impostors. " RUN!" Dennis screamed and turned to run towards the fence. Victoria didn't have to be told twice. Close behind Dennis, Victoria could hear they heavy footsteps pacing behind him. She knew she would be able to place a good distance on the heavy, and slow man. Her and Dennis both reached the fence at the same time. 'Crap! There is no way we will be able to get over this fence in enough time!' Victoria thought wildly. As if in answer, Dennis gave a strong and surprising kick to the fence. The kick wasn't perfect, but it did the trick. The creaky, old, fence snapped from it's base on the side of the house, and roared to the ground with a loud groan. Without pausing for an instant, The two hopped through to their freedom. The two teens continued to sprint down the opposite side of the street they came from, without bothering to look behind them. They passed house after house, using a speed neither of them had ever thought they were capable of. Finally Dennis slowed to a stop, so as to catch his breath. Victoria turned to look behind her, to find that the street was empty. "I think.... we lost... him..." Victoria said, between each breath. All of a sudden the familiar two bright headlights, they had seen just five minutes ago, were again glaring viciously into their eyes. This was followed by the loud roar of an engine being revved up. The big truck started making its way towards the teens at an alarmingly fast speed. Dennis cursed. " That's him! What do we do now!?" Victoria questioned aloud, once again feeling the presence of death approaching. The only thing that kept her from collapsing to the ground and shaking un-controllablly, was her spiked adrenaline. They were currently at the end of the street the man lived on. It branched off into a 'T' in that led to two seperate streets. "Let's split up! We can confuse him if we both go a different direction. We should go through people's back yards so he will lose us. Meet me at 'Meadow Breeze park in twenty minutes." Dennis ordered hurriedly. Victoria nodded, and sprinted off left, down the street. DENNIS Dennis had moved quickly through the first yard on the street leading right. The smaller, front yard fence guards, were easy to hop over, as Dennis quickly maneuvered himself from yard to yard. He could hear the squeal of the wheels, as the truck made a sharp right turn towards Dennis. Dennis was extremely panicked, but also relieved that the man had went for him instead of Victoria. 'Crap!' Dennis had to do something fast, or else he was toast. Up ahead, Dennis could see the road turning right around a corner house. An idea popped in Dennis's head as he passed the last house. In the front of the house, a small white picket fence bordered the perimeter. 'Perfect...' Dennis thought. Making a quick turn, he left the the man in the truck's vision, making appear as if he were passing the house. As soon as he was out of sight, Dennis jumped over the picket fence, and sprawled his body on the ground behind the fence, motionless. He held his breath. The truck turned, and continued down the road, the engine roaring loudly. Dennis waited until the ominous sound of the trucks engine faded off into the distance, before finally exhaling. 'It worked!' Dennis thought extremely relieved. 'I have to go meet Victoria' Dennis, pushed himself off the ground, sweating, exhausted and tired. Then, Dennis started off towards the park, where him and Victoria would decide what to do next. ----------------- 'Where is she? She should have been here by now!' Dennis thought, now very worried. He had been at the park for fifteen minutes, and there had still been no sign of Victoria. Dennis paced the park impatiently, anxious and apprehensive. 'We've got to think of some sort of plan' Dennis thought. 'Should we call the cops? No, they would never believe us.' Dennis found himself in controversy with himself. 'Should we tell our parents?' After careful thought, Dennis decided, 'No, I don't want to endanger them either. As of right now, I think we should keep this to ourselves.' Finally he decided the best decision was to wait to discuss this with Victoria when she got here. 'IF she gets here....' Dennis stopped pacing after a few minutes, and went to go sit on the moist, dew covered grass. He stared up at the brightly shining half moon, hanging lazily in the night sky. Normally Dennis would have thought this was beautiful, but after seeing the gruesome deformed body of the the poor, innocent girl, he could no longer admire beauty. What had she done to deserve such an end? Then Dennis resolved 'Does it matter? The man is obviously sick. Regardless of why he killed her, something needs to be done.' Dennis could still hear the awe full crunching sounds ringing throughout his head... He strongly remembered the texture of the girls blood on the floor. Images of what the man did to that poor girl kept re-appearing in his mind. Dennis realized, that he was never going to be able to clean his memory of this terror. Tears started welling up at Dennis's eyes as he wondered how all this could have happened. Who could something so cruel? The heaviness of his situation was sinking in on him. The world started spinning, and all of a sudden he felt very weighted. Although he was undergoing sadness, he couldn't help but to be relieved that they had escaped. It had been so close... Dennis shuddered as he thought of the consequences they would have suffered if they were caught by the evil man. They had truly been lucky. Or had they? 'Something's seriously wrong. Victoria should have been here by now.' Dennis continued silently worrying. Dennis pulled out Victoria's phone and checked the time. It read :: 2:47 A.M. :: It had been about an hour and a half since the two had left to the house. Suddenly, the horrifying idea came up, 'What if he caught Victoria?' Dennis started shaking with fear at the thought. Going back into that house was the last thing he wanted to do. The whole scene from the closet, and the tortured girl, vaguely reminded Dennis of an old horror movie starring lyndsie lohan. But he let the thought leave his mind, and went back to his previous frantic thoughts. All of a sudden the phone started ringing again BRRRRRIIINNGGG BRIINN- Dennis quickly opened the phone. The screen read: "1 new text message". He couldn't recognize the number, and it didn't have a name. Dennis clicked the 'open' option, to read a horifying message that would soon change his life. :: I have Goldy locks. I don't advise calling the cops, or telling anyone, unless you wish to say goodbye to your friend. If you want to see her again, I reckon you oughta get yourself back on over to my place in the next 30 minutes, so we can have ourselves a little chat. -Rusty :: Dennis's jaw remained open, horrified. 'How did he get this number?' He had to think of a plan. Dennis got Victoria into this, and it would be up to him to get her out. He knew what he had to do. --------------- FORMER PROBLEM: The teens needed to escape. PROBLEM SOLUTION: Teens have escaped. NEXT PROBLEM: Victoria has been captured. Vi, i have to say your last response was AWESOME. This has been fun so far. thanks -philosophica