CLOSE TO DEATH 

The sharp blade pressed against my neck and I felt it's tip begin to tear through my skin. A stinging pain hit me and I winced as I felt a warm liquid rolling down from my neck into my dress.

My breaths heightened even as I tried not to panic. Different thoughts raced wildly through my head as I tried to figure out who the man behind me was and how I was so easily led into his trap.

"Don't make a single noise," the man behind me said as his grip around my waist tightened. "We don't want anyone looking for you now, do we?"

I swallowed hard as the man slowly began to lead me further away from the party. I made to turn my head but then he pressed the knife harder against my neck and I froze.

Suddenly, a thought hit me. Where was the little boy?

I glanced down without moving my neck and saw that the hands that had clasped mine were now gone. There was no trace of the little boy anywhere. It was like he had disappeared into thin air.

"Looking for the little boy, eh?" my captor whispe