#DreamTeam - The Book (Intro)

Intro to #DreamTeam – the Book.

“Put your hands up,” the man in the devil’s mask yelled but his voice sounded far off, “Give me all your money.”

“Which do you want me to do? Put them up or give you the money? I can’t do both,” the answer was out before she thought it through.

“The money! Give me the money!”

Her heart raced and her mouth dried. Slowly she reached for her pocket. It is all she had on her. The last dime to her name after months of running. Tears welled up in her eyes and hunger pinched in her belly again. She avoided eating and drinking for long periods at a time to save up. Her skin was pale and her hair a dry mess.

The masked man yelled for his friend to tie her up, and they shoved her into a car. She tried asking where they were going, tried pleading with them not to hurt her … But to no avail. At the top of a bridge, they yanked her out, wildly shot in her general direction and she fell.

On the way down, her life didn’t flash before her eyes, but the lifeless body-parts lined up in jars mocked her.

Fine, she thought, fine. I’ll meet you all in hell and I’ll do it again.