The beginning of a short story
The Red Dragon
The tantalizing odor of freshly brewed coffee wafting from inside the cafe seemed to fill the air.
I can't imagine what possessed me to meet this guy, Julie thought to herself as she looked around the trash strewn sidewalk. This is definitely not a good area of town to be in after dark and alone.
Julie had agreed to meet with Richard in a public place thinking it would be safer. They had met online and had been conversing for weeks now. Just to be more careful, Julie had also told her best friend Sasha where she would be.
Sasha and Julie had been friends since forever it seemed. They both had red hair, loved coffee, books and good-looking men. That is what had led her here tonight. If Richard was anywhere close to as handsome as his picture was online, Umph! Just the thought...
Julie had taken a seat at an outside table and had just taken a sip of the dark, rich coffee that had been set before her. Hearing a grating sound on the concrete to her right she saw a shadow streak down the alley. Slowly, chair scraping the sidewalk, she stood up and began to make her way to peep around the corner. She caught sight of a slender female darting to the alleyway. Why would a woman run down such a dark secluded area?"
A cold breeze enveloped her as she turned back from the alley. Startled by a loud popping sound, she turned again as she felt something brush against her ankle. She fell to the ground in a faint as a large hairy hand placed a cloying sweet-smelling cloth over her face. Her last sight was of a red dragon tattoo on the inner thigh of the lady in the alley as she succumbed to darkness.