He doesn't even knock, he opens the door with the key he took and copied when he stole my original. I don't know how he found me or took my key. I've been looking for a new apartment since my key went missing, but with no success. Now I'm going to die. 

     Missy, the dog, was always attached to him, so when he opens the door she jumps and nips at him. He ignores her, but then he grabs her by the scruff of her neck and throws her into the wall. She slams against it and I swear I heard a crack. She doesn't get up, and I just stare at him in shock and terror.

     I try to make a run for my room but I hear a gunshot and I collapse. I cover my face with my hands and and I'm shocked to feel tears running down my face.

     "Stop right there, Alyssa." His timbre voice makes me sob harder. "SHUT UP!"

     I cover my mouth to silence myself but I can't stop my tears. I reach for my phone in my pocket and start taping to call 911.

     "STOP THAT, RIGHT NOW!"

     More gunshots go off and I feel pain in my legs and chest.

     "911. What's your emergency? Another gunshot. And another.

     "Help." I gasp. Everything goes dark.