#sanctuarystarter

Rhyan kept glancing at the little sheet of paper that the mysterious man had given her. She knew it was probably a bad idea to go to this party, she didn't know anybody and she didn't even drink. But it was the way that the man looked at her that lured her in. She stood on the door step, before knocking lightly. Though from the blaring music coming on the inside, she knew they would never hear it, therefore she rang the doorbell. Rhyan waited patiently, though she could feel her heart beat with nerves.

Well that's weird.

It sucks sleeping alone.

Uhm-- Excuse me, I think you dropped this!

Rhyan stumbled around the alley, trying to get around towards the good side of town. Though with each step she took, it felt like it was getting harder to breathe. As she took yet another step forward, she toppled over, tripping over her feet and falling on her broken rib. The petite brunette let out a loud scream, before rolling off her side and clutching it tightly. Tears streamed down her face as she attempted to get up. Her heart thumped louder-- almost louder than her scream as she sees another figure in the alley. "Please-- I'm sorry, Stephen.. Not again-- Please.." She begs, holding her ribcage tightly as she tries to sit up, but fails miserably.