Murder House (Part One)

Slaughter

My chest was on the verge of exploding by the time I got to my apartment building but I take out my phone and call the police.

"Hello?"

I swallow saliva. "Hello, I want to report..."

"I am sorry dear can you speak louder?"

'What the...' I look at my phone, see strange colors on the screen, and put it back to my ear.

"Hello, are you still there?"

"Please! Someone is following me!"

"Hello?"

"Hello!"

Then the line went dead. Looking at the phone, I see different colors dancing around the screen until it went blank.

My train of thoughts were interrupted when two men in black grabbed me from behind and pushed me into the room. As I scream making contact with the floor and a laugh was heard.

"Well, well, well. You are exactly what your Uncle said you were."

The voice sounded familiar and in the darkness, I was able to make out a silhouette of a huge but well-built man. As he crouched down, I see the fat cigar in his mouth who grinned, took the cigar out, and blew the smoke on my face. "You are going to make me a lot of money."

I growl and try to push my oppressors off me but they were too strong and I was already out of breath. Then one of them ripped my shirt exposing my bra.

"Wow! She is a looker boss!" One of the men drooled.

"I'll say." another said.

"Yeah but she is a stubborn one." he slapped me so hard my cheeks throbbed. "Listen you, your Uncle owes me a lot of money and I am a man who collects his dues. To make up for it, he sold you to us so you are going work for me until I am paid in full understand?"

I scream for help but he slapped me again.

"Say boss, mind if we show her the ropes?" one asked as something covered my nose and mouth making me inhale a stinging substance. He was about to reply but he fell to the floor screaming in pain.

"What on earth?"

"Boss are you all..."

One of the men gasped and something warm was sprayed on me.

"Someone is in the room!" the man yelled failing to stand up. "Well, don't just stand there, find him."

The sounds of guns clicking filled the room as the pressure on my hands and feet disappeared. Someone dragged me up, wrapped an arm around my neck, and pointed something cold on my head.

"Shut up," he whispered then a beam of light appeared lightning up the room. It went to the left and then to the right at a quick pace until it landed on the decapitated head of one of the men next to me.

I give a muffled scream and the person holding me shushed me again this time pointing the gun while turning around at a fast pace.

"Who are you? Some kind of samurai?" he yelled.

He got an evil cackle as a response and I was released immediately. Not wasting any more time, I run up the stairs to my room.

"Oh, sh*t! He got me!"

"Stop yelling you..."

Someone yelled.

"Oh my gosh!"

"Shoot you idiots! I am not ready to die like this."

I slam my bedroom door shut and climb into the secret compartment in my wardrobe. I hear more screaming and yelling before it went quiet.