The Blood-Soaked Dream

Chapter 2

Darkness fills my vision, my eyes covered by a ragged bandana, and ropes bind my hands. I am sitting on the cold, cement floor of what is more than likely a basement. I can feel the presence of a towering figure above me; and than she giggles like a little school girl. She kneels down in front of me so that I can hear her soft, shallow breaths. She doesn't speak, I'm not even sure she can. I feel her hand lightly caressing my face, and she speaks, "You really should've have heeded my advice, or else you wouldn't be in this situation, would you now?"
I cough up something that feels like blood and she uses a cloth to wipe it away, "What do you want with me?"
The kidnapper giggles loudly and I feel a sharp blade pressed close, too close, against my neck, "Guess."