Chasing the Chaser (Kate The Chaser × Y/N)

Part 3: Chased into hope

You starting heading into the building, there's not much to see other then old generators and a giant empty room. You take this time to collect your thoughts.

"What is going on? Pale creatures..walking trees..WHITE NOISE??? I must be going crazy..probably just some wild animals..whatever, I need a plan.."

Your plan for now is to just walk around, see if you can find anything of use. Exploring into one of the giant generator rooms, you notice a staircase leading into a room up high against the wall.

You head over to and up the stairs, getting to the door of the room. You tried the door handle, but it's locked. You look through the little dusty window the door has in the middle. Wiping off the dust you look into the room to see it's an office will pin boards, papers on the desk and a wired phone on the wall.

You need the phone, but the door is locked. Fortunately, these types of office doors have an unlock system on the inside. With quick thinking, you took off your shirt, the cold air hitting your torso sending a shiver up your spine. You wrapped your shirt around your fist, making sure your whole fist is covered before you take a swing at the window door, smashing it to pieces. You wipe away the left over glass on the frame, pulling your hand out and putting your shirt back on.

Carefully sliding your arm through the door window, you reach the unlock on the other side, switching and unlocking the door. Opening the door, you immediately go over to the wired phone, but of course it doesn't work, there's no power to it.

You put down the phone and head on over to the desk, scouring over it to only find blown fuses, papers and new reports about kids disappearing and blah blah blah.

Tired and defeated, you lean onto the desk. You take a second to look out the windows of the office and out into the giant room of generators, noticing that one of the generators in the far end of the room had a small, blinking, red light cutting through the darkness.

A glimmer of hope filled your tired body as you made your way down the office and down the stair, running across the room to the generator. Your hope was right, the generator is still operable. The only issue is that it's missing three fuses to work, but if you can find those, you can get the phone working and call for help.

But now there's the tricky part of finding the fuses, such a horror game cliche. You first checked the other generates in the room for any functional fuses, and sure enough you found one fuse already, you head into the other generator rooms to look for more.

You were lucky to find one fuse in the old generator, but not so much with the others. After nearly half an hour of searching you managed to find the supply room stocked with fuses, most blown out but a few were working. You grabbed two more fuses and began making your way to the generator.

Rushing over to the generator, you slowed down again, feeling a sense of uneasiness, like you were being watched. You were not alone, and you knew it. You picked up the pace and started running again, but it didn't take long before an inconvenience happened.

As you were running into one of the rooms, something tackled you to the ground, dropping the fuses you had in your hands as well as your phone. Your body and head hit the cold cemented floor before you realized that what tackled you was the pale entity from the car. It was on top of you, straddling your stomach with on hand on your throat, choking you, and the other with a hunting knife.

With the entity up close, you could get a clearer picture of it. It wore scratched up jeans, sneakers and a white, dirty hoodie with it's hood on. It had long, black, messy hair falling down into your face a bit, but it's the face you took notice of the most.

You looked into the entity's bright blue eyes, realizing that it's pale face was actually a mask covering it's real face.

The entity raised the hunting knife into the air, ready to swing while it gripped harder onto your throat. You grab onto its wrist, trying to loosen their hold, but their too strong.

Any second, it's about to swing, so in a last effort to escape, you reach your hand out onto the entity's mask, pulling it off of its face.