Sewer

"Things Don't Always go According to Plan."

CHAPTER 2:
Two weeks earlier.

I smell the fresh baked pastries as I walk home from school. The store clerk nods at me as I pass. I smile and wave. These long summer days fill me with a sense of hope. Hope that I will finally be free of school, well I won't have to wait that long. I have 2 short weeks until school end this year, then I have just one year left.
I walk along a secluded road to get home. There are rarely any people on this road, so I take out my phone and begin to read. I can hear a car come up behind me, but it shouldn't stop. People on this road don't really like to talk to others. I hear the car running, but it never passes me. It shouldn't stop for me, it should just go past, maybe the driver is looking for something.
I hear the driver door open. Maybe the driver dropped something and is going to get it. I decide that I should help them, you know be nice. I put my phone in a secret pocket in my coat and tun around.The driver, a boy about my age with dark hair, wearing a black t-shirt and jeans, stands just feet away. He's checking the back of his car. Maybe he already found what he was searching for. To be sure I walk up to him.
"Hello, sir. May I help you?" He turns to look at me. He stares at me for a while, then without another word goes back to what he was doing. Maybe I was annoying him. I should go.
I turn to leave, but he grabs my arm. I try to get him off of me, but he covers my mouth with a rag. The smell is so bad. I begin to fade away. I feel the darkness surround me and I welcome it. My limbs go limp and I black out.