Chapter 2: Climax
The sun was high and the park was filled with the sounds of summer. Kids laughed and screamed as they swung on the rusty chains, and the smell of fresh-cut grass and ice cream filled the air. John, with his brown hair and stocky build, was on his morning jog through the park, trying to shake off the remnants of last night's pizza binge. He loved this park; it was his sanctuary from the world.
He turned a corner, passing the wooden jungle gym, and suddenly, something hit him square in the back. Before he could react, a pair of strong arms wrapped around him, lifting him off the ground.
He kicked and struggled, but his assailant was too quick. They tackled him to the ground, and suddenly, more figures were on top of him, pinning him down.
"Got him, Cass!" a voice shouted, and John looked up to see a tall, muscular woman with short blonde hair and a tattoo on her arm. She was grinning from ear to ear, her eyes sparkling with mischief.
"Marianne, you're crushing him," another voice said, this one with a soft, southern drawl. John turned his head to see a woman with long, curly black hair and a nose piercing.