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"Running. Don't stop running. He's right behind you." A voice whispers. I keep running, hot breath tickles the back of my neck. I can't see much in the dark alleyway. My vision blurs as I run, tears streaming down my face as I remember one thing 'Make it to the light, once you reach the light your safe, he can't get to you if you reach the light.' It tells me. Its so close. Just a few steps. I speed up, putting an extra burst of speed. Almost there, my arm outstretched to touch the light. So close. Before the worst happens, I trip. And he catches me. Grabbing my hood yanking me upright, but now dragging me back. Back into the darkness of the alley. Away from the light.
My mouth opens to scream but a hand covers my mouth before I do. And the sound is muffled. The grip on my hood is released as he wraps an arm around my torso, and I'm slammed against a wall. Tears stream down my face as a hand slowly traces my cheek.
"Pl-Please..." I beg, desperately, "I-I don't want to die..." I see the glint of the knife as he raises it in the air. My eyes widen and I start to struggle, a scream ripping from my throat as it plunges down heading straight for my heart.
I wake up with a start. Falling out of bed. Disorientated. I check my room, making sure no one is hiding, watching me. After I had confirmed I'm alone. I collapse on my bed, sighing. Getting back up, I stand up and decide to get dressed and ready as I'm much too scared to go back to sleep. Walking into the bathroom, I splash cold water on my face, washing away any remaining traces of sleep. And I look at the mirror. Pale skin, big chocolate brown eyes, and messy brown hair, dark bags hang under my eyes from the lack of sleep I've been getting... after that incident. I decide to try calling my mom, despite our recent argument I'd figure I'd be mature and apologize, she's grown a lot and is different from when I was a kid. Much kinder and more caring towards me. Instead of picking up, it goes to voice mail, I sigh and decide to give her more time. I get dressed in dark grey hoodie and sweatpants. As I walked out of the bathroom into the living room of the apartment on the counter is freshly baked muffins as I inhale the wonderful scent, grabbing one I sit on the couch and take a big bite out of it. my roommate smiles, for some reason he wants to be called BadBoyHalo, Bad for short. which is odd considering he's the sweetest person ever.
"Thanks, bad, these are delicious!" I said, after chewing, bad smiles at me and walks over ruffling my hair, he acts like another mom, always worrying about me.
"Hey muffin, how much sleep did you get, you look terrible, you know if somethings bothering you, you can always talk to me." He said looking concerned for me, "You worry me George, you're not acting like yourself."
"No, really bad, I'm fine, it's just a bad dream." I said, I felt bad for lying, I turn the TV on hoping to ignore anymore prying from bad, I appreciate his concern, but I don't want to talk about it. The news come on and I sigh, 'Great. Another murder,' the lady starts to talk about the details.
"this just in, a new murder was committed, the body was found by a 5-year-old girl at 8:00 am, April 15th. It was later identified as Marlena Davidson." My eyes went wide as I sat up and grabbed the remote turning up the Volume as Bad also started listening intently.
"We are certain the Smile killer is behind this, as a smiley face drawn in the victim's blood was found at the scene of the murder, and only one clue was left behind as a letter was found on the body. The letter G was left behind as reported by police. If you have any information, please contact police." I turned off the TV as Bad began to speak,
"George I'm so sorry- "
"Sorry won't bring her back, but we can stop the killer from committing any more murders," I said slipping on my black vans and pulling my hood up, "Bad, go and stay at Zak's house for a bit, it won't be safe here anymore, besides, You and Zak need to talk about your feelings," I said my voice taking on a teasing tone. Bad blushed and looked away.
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DNF Sociopath
Mystery / Thrillerwhen 22 year old George Davidson witnesses a murder of the infamous smiley killer, his whole world is turned into a nightmare when the smiley killer takes a interest in him and kills his mother. With the police force trying to keep him safe and the...