He had been oh so charming at first, sweeping them off of their feet and enveloping them deep into a sensation of love and care. But now. Now, he was no charming gentlemen. He was The Hunter. And they were his prey.

Jogging through the woods you hear a scream in the distance. Going to investigate the scream becomes painful to hear until suddenly a bright light glares in your eyes.

The scene has been set. Continue the story as the main character from where the prompt left off.

Two grandma's are having a heated debate over who has the best lasagne recipe in the library.

The scene has been set. Write a story based on it.