Michael, Brahms, Billy and Freddy will just not leave you alone.
You had spent the last few weeks trying to hide from the intimidating men. But it's kinda hard to fool an experienced slasher.You let out a long held sigh and advert your focus on your window.
It was a pretty nice day actually. Maybe you should go take a walk. You could get away from the lustful men for awhile too.
Deciding to do so, you throw on a jacket and sneak your way out of the motel, hoping not to get caught by Hannibal. He would question you, and you were not in the mood for a lecture right now.❤︎︎꧁꧂❤︎︎
You decided not to walk to the city, you didn't really feel for human interaction at the moment. So you walked around the paths in the forest behind the motel.
After a while you came across a murky lake, and took a seat on the rotting dock.
You didn't really trust it to hold you up, but oh well.The cool wind sent chills down your spine, being so close to the water was colder then the actual forest itself. Not to mention you were also shaded from the sun by the tall dark trees surrounding you.
You sat there and enjoy the loud but comforting sound of the cicadas.
That's was until you heard a unusual noise.Bubbles?
Why were so many bubble emerging from the surface of the lake?
You sat in awe as a enormous and just weird amount of bubbles come from the dark lake.
It was obviously not a turtle, the thing would had of been 10 feet long.
Sitting up you slowly crawl from the peculiar sight.
You lean your head close to the water to try to make out what was doing so.
But at last you couldn't see through all the muck and dirt covering the rapid water.
You reach out a hand and slowly bring it to the dirty water, breaking the surface.The water was freezing as you inched into it, trying to see what was making all the bubbles.
But you felt noting."Weird..."
"Maybe it was a tr——"
You were quickly cut short when a enormous hand gripped your wrist with so much force, yanking you down until you crash into the cold water.
You plunge into utter darkness, flailing around to try to remove the grip from your wrist.
The iron grasp was starting to hurt, and you were quickly running out of the your air supply.
You open your mouth, your body's attempt to gain air but water only fills your lungs as you choke and thrash around.
Your eyes and throat burn and you become weak.God help me
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Sorry I haven't updated in while guys 😭
I haven't had motivation.
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