Colors bleed away at night.

[Thomas Winslow]

Flaming leaves of red, orange and gold upon the trees,a yellow bus full of teens wearing a riot of colors as loud as they are drops off a single 17 year old senior in a purple track suit that oddly makes her pretty green eyes and blond hair pop in the autumn sun.

A innocuous gray utility van stops just  ahead of her as she walks and a man leaps out to tase  and abduct her using cyan lightning and common yellow nylon rope.

His withered black heart uses her tan lithe young body for his twisted, dark,predacious  lusts that are fed by his jaundiced cowardly soul.

The rose and champagne of the sunset are the pastel counterparts to her blood and his dastardly murder in the twilight.

The tidal ebb of  life leaves her her as sallow as the autumn leaves in the light of the pallid moon with the falling of night as he dumps her used lifeless, wasted shell in a filthy, inky ditch more fit as a home for a creature of his stygian bestial nature.

This malevolent evil turns to leave but is pinned by the opalescent spotlight of justice arriving mere minutes too  late  to capture him in the dark colorless night after the colors of the day have been bled away.

[Joey Delgado]

Eerie. I like how mention of specific colors all but disappear with the victim's lifeblood. Truly creepy.

[Angela]

This is truly dark in spite of the way you use color throughout.  Interesting contrast.