Tweaked

I didn't hear a vehicle pull up, but when I turned around, there was a white Toyota Sequoia parked on the curb behind me. As I turned to continue down the sidewalk, I saw a man blocking my path. His eyes were so intent on me I had to hold back a shiver."Hello," he greeted me."Hi," I said dismissively as I walked past him.He put his arm out to keep me from going any farther."My name is Felix Garrickson," he said, as if waiting for me to be afraid."Hi," I repeated. He still wouldn't let me past him."That name doesn't ring a bell?" he pressed."No, sorry," I mumbled, again attempting to get around him, to no avail."I guess daddy was going to try and protect his little girl." He chuckled. It was a dark and evil sound.Now my fear was coming back. I remembered what my father had said last night, about how dangerous it was for me to know what his job was. As he reached to grab me, I threw out my fist, but he neatly dodged it. I began sprinting in the direction of my car. He ran after me. This was just like my nightmare. Felix was faster than me. He caught up to me and grabbed me from behind.I tried to scream, but no sound would come out.I felt something prick my leg, and it reminded me of getting a shot at the doctor's office. As soon as it came into contact with my skin, I became immobilized. The last thing I remember before blacking out was him carrying my limp body back to his Sequoia.