I don't know yet

She opend her puffy eyes. Suddenly everything hit her like a pound of bricks. She looked around the room. Where was she? This wasn't her one room loft. She looked next to her and laying right on the other side of the bed was a strange man. Who she vaguely remebered. She screamed and feel to the floor. She scampered to the wall holding her mouth with one hand while the other was  reaching for her pants witch where laying next to her. Everything was slowly rushing back to her. She had a spliting headache. It felt as if someone was hammering a nail into her skull. she looked at the clock. It was 11 PM and right next to the clock was a wallet. She rushed over to pick it up. Flipping it around in her palm she insintaly noticed it didn't belong to her. She opend it, and was surprised the man in the bed was a officer. There was a loud bang coming from the hall way. She jumped and dropped the wallet. As she bent over to pick it up she finally noticed how the room was a disaster. " What the hell happened last night." As she was racking her brain over the subject and trying to figure out where she was, a big man walked through the door. He was tall, very, very tall! He was holding a gun in his right hand and a pair of hand cuffs in the other. For the life of her, she couldn't understand what was going on. Before she could jump out of the way of the man he grabbed her and threw her to the flloor. She hit with a crash. That's when she noticed the man in the bed was dead. He'd been shot in the back three times. She tried to get up but, instantly slumped to the floor with a thud. She threw her head into her open palms. The thought that she was going to die also scurred across her eye lids. The man was standing over her. Screaming at her to get up. She tried to stand up but, her body was sore with stillness. He grabbed her by her arm and threw her to the bed. She screamed out of pain. It felt as if someone shocked her with a thousand bolts. She thought " Maybe, just maybe, if I do what he wants I might be able to see the ending of this tragic event." She looked up at the man. He had a long, red, gash across his left eye. The line followed his scalp down to his jaw line. He was scary looking. He was glaring right through her.