Annabelle took an unsteady step backwards, and fell to her butt. “Did I do that?” she whispered hoarsely. Annabelle looked down at her hands in shock and wonder. Strong hands grabbed her arms and lifted her up. Shocked Annabelle squeaked.

Righted on her feet she turned to look at her so called rescuer. He was lean, and in uniform. His red hair combed neatly to the side. “You okay missy?” he asked her. Annabelle nodded her head in a reply. He studied her for a moment, and decided she was telling the truth.

“You get home now,” he drawled. Annabelle meekly nodded her head and started home. Annabelle’s mind was buzzing with confusion. Tears of frustration ran down her cheeks. Annabelle pulled out her cell phone, and called Jimmie. She got his message machine.

“Hey Jimmie,” she said trying to sound cheerful. “I can’t come out tonight, something’s come up, I’m really sorry.” She said hanging up. Annabelle’s vision slowly blurred from mental exhaustion, until she collapsed.

Annabelle awoke to her mothers frantic ranting.  “MY BABY!!” she sobbed. “What happened?” I moaned slightly unsure of what was wrong. I felt several pairs of eyes on me.

“Mom,” she croaked, “what’s wrong?” Annabelle sat up, and white hot pain lanced to her head. Annabelle grabbed her head in confusion.

“Anna, darling don’t move!!” her mother whispered. She looked to see that Fey, her brother Jason, and that cop from earlier were all looking at her.

“What happened?” she mumbled softly. Everyone glanced around the room.

“Well,” Fey started. “You kinda sorta passed out on the sidewalk.” She said not looking at her directly. Confusion lit Annabelle’s face up.

“What?” she asked bewildered. “No, you’re joking right? Right?” she asked desperately. Everyone’s eyes dropped to the floor.

“No Anna hun we’re not…” her mother said gently. Annabelle was losing conscience again. The pain in her head increased until it brought tears to her eyes. Finally as her mom thanked the cop, she slipped into sweet darkness.

Annabelle wondered the black area in fear. What’s going on? She thought, with a sigh. Gray tendrils reached around her, grabbing at her hair and clothes. She tried to scream, but terror took the sound from her throat. Clear disembodied figures floated around her. A man in a white mask stood in the distance.

“Welcome my Dear, to Hell.” He said coldly. Annabelle felt as if his stare was choking her. He gave an evil laugh as she struggled for air. “Don’t fight Love, you were meant for this, everything you knew and know is a lie.” He purred.

No, Annabelle thought. “Your mother isn’t your mother. Your friends aren’t human YOU aren’t human.” He said coldly. “Your body, mind, and spirit belonged to me since you were born.” He said viciously.

Annabelle shook her head in disbelief. “Oh yes,” he said sweetly. “Your precious mother, sold your soul to me, and then ran off giving you to a local priest. You would like to see your mother again, wouldn’t you?” he pondered.

“I-I h-ha-have a m-m-m-other!!” Annabelle struggled. He reached down and touched her cheek. The contact made her sick to her stomach.

“Ahh you mean that old priestess who has you face? That’s your aunt darling.” He purred seductively. Annabelle’s eyes reflected doubt. “It’s true dear. Your mother left you for dead!” He laughed as Annabelle cried out.

“Now you’re coming with me.” He said, heartlessly picked her up, and threw her over his shoulder. Annabelle thrashed about trying to get his filthy hands off her. “You’re becoming a real pain.” He growled.

Annabelle bit his arm. The man cried out in pain, as she fell roughly to the floor. “YOU BITCH!” he screamed. He harshly grabbed her collar, and slapped her face. Blinding pain blurred her vision, as tears rolled down her face.

“Who-who are y-y-you?” she asked softly. An evil smirk appeared on his face.

“I my dear am Dravis.”  A cold shiver ran down her back. He reached to grab her again, and fell back cursing. A warmth enveloped around her in the cold pits of Hell. Annabelle felt air being brought back into her lungs. “NOO!!” Dravis screamed. “I will find you Annabelle, you can no longer hid from me!!!” he screamed , as she was roughly brought back to her room.

“Oh God,” she murmured sobbing hard.