I gasped, "Who are you?" asking incrediously.

Before he answered, I noticed two more blond men on either side of him walking towards me, one of which was holding a baseball bat in a very unnerving manner. Their expressions were that of lions stalking their prey.

Backing away cautiously, I bumped into two more behind me. One grabbed my arms as I tried to escape. Darting from one face to another, my eyes widened as reality set in. I was surrounded.

“You asked who we are?” The first man smirked. “We’ve been stalking you.”

The last thing I remember was a hand holding a saturated cloth appearing in front of my face. Then everything went black.