CHAPTER TWENTY THREE scream queens, scene twenty three "pumpkin patch/see no evil, hear no devil"
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WAKING UP with a startle, Abby slightly groaned, her hand instantly touching the back of her head. She winced in pain, removing her hand. She let out a sigh, her eyes adjusting to the darkness.
She slowly looked around, discovering she was laying down in a pit of some sort, resting on a velvet red cushion as candles surrounded her. She widened her eyes, the sound of music coming to her ears.
'Do You Really Want To Hurt Me?' By Culture Club, echoed throughout the eerily quiet space. Her eyes continuously flicked around, her breathing getting faster. She shakily stood up, staring up at the trapdoor, "Hello?"
"Hello? Somebody help me!" She shouted out, she could feel her body aching as she slowly moved around. All of a sudden, the trap door opened up, and she was surrounded by light.
She blinked her eyes to adjust, before spotting the Red Devil staring down at her, holding a puppy. Her hands started to shake as she screamed loudly, her voice beginning to become strained as the Red Devil stared.
The trap door then suddenly closed again, enveloping her back into the darkness as she continued to scream, her legs giving out beneath her as she fell back onto the cushion.
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ABBY LET out a sigh, keeping herself occupied with a rubix cube. It had been hours since she last saw the Red Devil, when he had given her a basket full of treats on a rope.
Inside the basket was a rubix cube, some of her favourite snacks, a few drinks, a fluffy jacket and blanket. She had no idea why he had given her something so nice, but accepted it anyway.
It had been two days since he kidnapped her, and not once did he try and hurt her in any way. She jumped when the trapdoor opened back up, she looked up to see the Red Devil looking down at her.
She rolled her eyes, "Your game is getting pretty boring, I would honestly prefer if you attacked me instead, at least it'd give me some drama." The Red Devil moved away, before reappearing with the basket.
He slowly let it go down the pit, Abby furrowed her eyebrows as the basket landed on her lap. She looked inside to see a notepad and pen. She picked up the notepad to see something written in it.
"You always liked your drama." She read out loud, she looked up at the Red Devil confused, "What the hell does that mean?" He didn't answer, and gestured towards the notepad and pen, indicating for her to put it back.
She rolled her eyes, but obliged. She placed it back into the basket, and the Red Devil pulled it back up. He disappeared again for a few moments, before reappearing with a ladder.
He gestured for her to move, she did as she was told, and he dropped the ladder down. Abby stared at it skeptical, he gestured for her to climb it. She scoffed, crossing her arms, "And why would I do that?"
