He pinned both of my wrists above my head and straddled my legs to stop me kicking out. I started to growl and tried to push him off. Failing; he tightened his grip on my wrists. Catching him off guard, I bucked my hips making him loose balance and fall from me. I got up and ran. I don't know how long I'd been running but my legs felt as though they were about to give out. I urged myself to go further but I couldn't carry myself any more. Consciousness lost the battle to sleep. My eyes fluttered open and I welcomed the pale moonlight that had spilled out from under the crimson curtains. A candle was lying on the floor a metre or so from where I lay.