Blood drip from her forehead she wanted to wipe it away from her eyes but couldm't ,she had to continue running,she had no choice,she stop she was dead,they were known as the Red Occult and they had captured her during one of her investigations,during her captivity they tortured her for her jbowledge she had inside her head ,she was a FBI agent and her current assignment in fact were missing people ,during the last couple months several were reported missing, But it wasn't important as to who was missing it was only important as to how they were reported went missing,from each reported case there was always some odd something happening,odd behavior in the person or odd yet unusual behavior in the enviroment itself . 

Young Aspen was one of those that went missing as well,she was only six and as usual Dawn Stackford was called to the scene to start a search and that an  investigation as too how the young girl vanished ,No one saw or heard anything except just before she was reported missing 

Five children were reported missing as well as nine adults were plus Dawn too though then at the moment Dawn had been then the only one that had escaped then  from where she was too. And then too Dawn headed home,if she could make it out of these woods,but then too first she would run to her headquarters in the nearby state of Washington, depending on how far she was then too  or where she was right now .At least blood had stop dripping from her forehead and she could see better now,

She then saw an opening in the woods .She then ran and ran faster too the opening was closer now,she was almost free and on the way home , Dawn felt a rush going through her body,and she never looked back . In fact  the only time she looked back was to see if anyone was following her or seen her escape and she kept running . 
 

As she ran images of the last forty eight hours flashed through her head as she thought of how she got here ,how they captured her the other prisoners she encountered along the way,the landscape where she was too .
 

If it was a nightmare it would be compared to being on a torture rack or yet caught in a storm that wouldn't quit took a deep breath not wanting to do what she never told herself she wouldn't, she stopped,looked around and in fact continued ,praying as she ran . 
 

The first image that came to her mind was how she got here .Then there were others but then  they were flashbacks though she couldn't identified them just because they hurt too much to her but she knew being in the high risk job she was she would forget this horrible event and move on .

to be continued ................................