Meredith slowly stalked the streets of the night pulling her cloak tight around her face. "damn this cold. damn everything." she muttered. suddenly she heard a "whip" sound behind her, and before she knew it she was in a headlock. "hello dinner." she heard a musky male voice whisper in to her ear.the attacker's voice smelled of alchohol and ciggarets. "let me go you scum!" she yelled. "you're a fighter. i like that." the voice continued. she suddenley felt a sharp pain in her neck and heard another "whip" noise and then everything went black.