Go in the opposite direction

Wanting no part in whatever horrors were going on down the hall, Leanne turned and ran the opposite way. She didn't stop until she rounded the corner and collided with a solid body. Causing her to crash unceremoniously to the floor. With her head spinning from the sudden impact, Leanne peered up at the person she'd collided with.

"Well now. Who do we have here?" The man was staring down at her. A disturbing but non-threatening grin on his face. "Why are you in such a hurry, Miss...?"

"Um, Leanne." she replied. Holding her head and then accepting the man's offer to help her up. "I'm, um... Volunteering here today."

"Very nice to meet you, Leanne." The man's eyes wandered over Leanne's body. Focusing mainly on her pert breasts, which were almost visible through the thin material of her top. "My name's Anthony."

"Um, nice to meet you, Anthony." Leanne smiled but she was a little wary of the strange man. There was something not quite right about the way he acted. She guessed he was in his early forties. Possibly older. "So, what are you doing here?"

"I'm visiting my mother," he answered. The smile of his face no less creepy. "I come here every day. I spend as much time as I can with her. She's the most important woman in the world to me."

"That's, um, nice," replied Leanne. She wondered why his mother was on such a darkened floor. She couldn't imagine anyone wanting to spend so much time around this area.

"Would you like to meet her?" asked Anthony.

"Well I am supposed to be spending time with lots of residents today, so..." Something about the look on the man's face told her it wouldn't be a good idea to reject his offer. "Sure. Why not."

"Excellent." he grinned. "I'll show you the way." Leanne followed Anthony down the gloomy hallway to a nearby door. He knocked softly on the door before opening it and calling inside. "Mum! It's me. I have a friend with me."

The room seemed even darker than the corridor. It took a while for Leanne's eyes to adjust in the dim light. She saw Anthony walk over to a figure slumped in a nearby chair.

"Mum, this is Leanne. She's a volunteer here." Leanne stood awkwardly in the middle of the room looking at them. Her eyes darted to the doorway on her right and she wondered if it was too late to run.

"H-Hi," she stammered. "Nice to meet you."

"I don't think that's true, mum," said Anthony unexpectedly. Leanne heard nothing coming from the old woman in the chair. "She thinks you're only trying sleep with me." Leanne was shocked. Not only was she wondering if the resident had indeed spoken, but there was no way she was sexually interested in this guy. Was he just trying to test her out? "She thinks all women just want sex. No my mum, of course. But all the others. They only want one thing."

Anthony began striding towards her now. The creepy look on his face replaced by one of menace and determination. He was staring Leanne down as he neared and she didn't know whether to make a break for it or try to calm him down.

"Women are all sinful creatures." he yelled. "Only interested in sex. Trying to tempt me away from my innocent mother." Leanne backed up but found her retreat restricted by a wooden unit at her back. "Are you trying to take me away from my mother?"

He was now stood directly in front of her. His eyes staring into hers with a manic gaze. If she wanted to run it was too late. "N-N-No!" she cried. "Of course not."

"You women!" he snapped. His demeanour suddenly very different to that which she saw in the corridor. "You all want sex. Sex! Sex! Sex!" Leanne jumped each time he shouted the word. "You can't take me away from my mother. I won't let you." Leanne turned to flee but Anthony grabbed her by her clothing. "If you want to be a whore then I'll treat you like one."

The lunatic tugged on her borrowed shirt. Tearing the garment open and exposing her pert breasts. As Leanne tried to cover up he went for her jeans. Popping the buttons and revealing her shaved pussy. Leanne cried out in fright. She had no idea what this freak was up to but she wanted out of there. She ran for the door but no sooner had she taken a step than she was struck hard from behind. Collapsing to the floor before blacking out.

It must have been some minutes before she came back round. She groaned and tried to hold her head but found her arms restrained by thick ropes tying her between the cabinet and the bed. Her clothes were still on but barely covering her after Anthony's rough stripping.

Leanne peered around the room. There was no sign of the mentalist. Only the shadowy figure of his mother sat silently in her chair across the room.