Chapter 2 - A Dangerous Guest

---I'm too lazy to write this---

A man was sitting down on a sofa, looking at me. My parents lay at his feet, possibly dead. “Ah…I was waiting for you, Katy,” he said. I looked at him in horror, how did he know my name? Plucking up courage, I turned my look of horror into one of disgust and said “,Only my friends call me Katy, and you’re not a friend, obviously,” putting emphasis on the word ‘friends’. He chuckled, as if he hadn't just killed �" or knocked out �" my parents. “Feisty, aren't we?” He said, chuckling again. “Let’s see if you can be like that once you reach The Hunt…where everyone is a prey, and everyone is a hunter. There are no such things as ‘friends’ there, Katy,” he said. I looked at him, confused. What did he mean? He stood up and I backed away, knowing that he was up to something, yet not knowing what. I backed into a wall and he smiled, a scary smile. He held up a syringe and I screamed. He covered my mouth, the smile not leaving his face. “Shh, child, you’ll be at The Hunt soon…” he said, and injected me with the syringe. He was rambling on about something, but I couldn't hear him anymore, for I was falling into a deep sleep, one that I’ll probably yearn for in the next few days.