“What should I do”
“Hold up”,star said leaving me with the other three, I stood their crying knowing he was going to find me and do whatever to me.
“Stop crying you either die fighting or just die”
“I can’t fight”
“Your in the gym, grab something and fight back then run”, star came back and told me he was standing in the center of the gym, I grabbed a bat and walked out as he turned around looking at me, “if you do hit him don’t kill him I want my turn with him”
“Me too”, I stood there as he walked closer to me as I raised my bat up ready to swing,
“Kids like you make my job hard”
“Kids like me, what do you mean”
“Troubling kids, kids who think their higher then the system”
“That’s why you killed them”
“Sadly yes but the emo girl walked in on me covering up another body so she had to go too”
“Your trouble”
“Just doing my job, cleaning up messes”, he pulled out a large sharp knife and ran towards me, I tried dodging the knife but it grazed my stomach, “you stupid bitch”
“He ran towards me again as I held tight and swung knocking him in the ground and Gus knife sliding under the bleachers. He stayed their for a while before trying to get back up, “guess I gotta use my”, and before he could finish his sentence I swung again knocking him out, “we’ll take it from here”
“You sure”
“Yeah, positive, now get out of here”, I ran back and grabbed my stuff running out the the building.
Spirits vs their killer
He tried struggle to get out the tight ropes and duct tape but he couldn’t, we grabbed his phone out his packets going through his gallery seeing it was more kids and teens then we we expected, he killed over 80 kids in different school districts different states, what the fuck were they doing, did they even care, was the question going trough our heads.
“What you goin to do to me”
“Torcher you, tore your nails off one by one, knocking your teeth out with a hammer, nail your feet down till you go dizzy then take turns slicing meat off you from your thigh, your arms, legs, and face till you slowly bleed to death.
