My eyes flew open. I stared into the shadows of the tree's. I stood up. My breath misted before me which only intensified my already fast beating heart-beat. A twig cracked from behind me. Quickly I dropped to the ground as silently as I could, trying hard not to be seen by whatever was out there, if anything was out there. I thought back to Jenny. She would be wondering where I am, as I hadn't returned home like I said I would. The truth is, I don't know why I'm here. I remember nothing. The last thought I remeber having was how long it would take me to get home. Now I have no idea where I am. I listened to the air around me. Nothing. It was then I suddenly became aware of my body. It was wet. I was freezing cold standing in my £1000 work suit that was soaking wet, and I was all alone. Alone. How painful that word sounded as it ran round my head again and again. I lay there. I couldn't move, I was paralysed with fright. Another twig cracked. I curled into the feutal position and tried to relax and be calm. Crack. Another twig. What was near me, what was around? I stiffened. I heard breathing, heavy panting breathing. I was very scared. I felt something warm seeping into my trousers. I whimpered. Then it got a lot closer to me and it breath was on my face. I squinted through my eyes and saw something glitter. A knife. I let out a blood-curdling scream just before the knife reached it's target. The knife continued to hack at my skin, but I still wouldn't die. I lay in pain. Screaming and screaming as each knife slice split my skin. Then It stopped. I heard the thing walk away and I lay there bleeding. Desperate I moaned for help but I felt myself getting weaker. Then I died.