II:Welcome to the slaughter

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I awoke, hanging by the feet next to some leftovers of the others,  Is this how I'm going to die? Is this my last day alive? I heard music and then I glimpse of a knife, the bastard's gonna butcher me to death if I don't get out somehow.

"How the hell do I escape from here?" I mutter to myself.

"I start to swing to get an idea going, when the chasing broke unexpectedly-

"Ugh! Damn that hurt.."

I at least escaped the chain, the killer was gone, but I still heard her. The knife I wanted to grabbed and i snuck around and got it, and then I heard a chainsaw...

"Oh my darlings, oh how I love to saw my darlings into a bloody mess, HahahahahahHAHAHA!"

"Sick freak" I muttered to myself

I got the knife, now what? But then, I accidentally let my guard down.

"Oh one of my darlings awoke, huh?" She was a bloody mess with a mask, I couldn't get a chance to see her face "well now you really have to die, don't worry it's only gonna hurt a LOT!"

"Get the hell away!"

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

She charged up the saw and was coming at me, I ran and got into the room she was and locked and blocked the door. I saw a vent that was big enough for me and I quickly opened it just in time.

"Oh god Oh god! AHH!"

"HAHAHA! You're a fearful little darling aren't you?" She taunted as I began crawling into the vent, I crawled deeper into the air vent, what choice did I really have? I can't fight with a knife while she has a chainsaw, it's as if bringing a gun to a knife fight.

"Ahh-"

The air vent had a broken spot and I fell through, I got back up and fought through pain when all of a sudden-

"Oh no no no, darling your not leaving!"

"AHH! SHIT!"

I fell to the floor, she swung at my leg and it's bleeding bed, damn what do I do?

"Oh there's nothing for you to do anymore, YOUR MINE!" She said while dashing forward, I barely dodged it and then I plunged in deep.

"AHHH! OH YOU LITTLE SHIT!"

I kicked the chainsaw away and she used the knife to fight, this was a fight or die kinda thing.

"Hahahaha! I will hack you to death with your own knife!"

"Not if I fight back, you'll pay for all those people's lives that you took!"

It turned brutal, she knew how to properly fight while I had never been in a dust up before, I ran booking it because I didn't want to die.

"Man screw this I'm outta here!"

"Haha! You'll never leave in one piece!" She began going up to speed at me, in the distance there was an elevator. I made it to the elevator and tried to close fast, it wasn't working the elevator was taking its time. 

"I'm done for..."

"I'm gonna stab you into a million pieces!"

She charged forward while I prayed in my mind, please god don't let my plan fail me not now, not here.

"AHHH! What the hell?!"

"Holy hell..."

"You little shit, your gonna pay"

"Oh am I, cause the way this looks it seems your going to pay in full!"

She struggled and the more the elevator began to rise, the more she got madder.

"You little shit! Get this the hell off me! STOP IT NOW!" She screamed

"My plan worked, know that one less scum is roaming the earth!"

"OWWWW! THE PAIN FEELS LIKE HELL, YOU SON A-"

"And she's dead"

Her head was caught in the elevator doors and due to the pressure the elevator put, she would separate from her head and her body. Now that the plan worked, I'm going to unmask her or her head.

"Shit, so this is the freak. Disgusting". I threw the head away from me. "Well at least elevators have a usefulness in these situations, '' I thought to myself. The elevator opened and I ran like hell, I almost died today, I'm reporting this as I can't keep quiet about this-

Suddenly my thoughts stopped when I saw my missing poster, how long was I gone for?!

"... what the hell?! Why didn't they search for me!" I muttered angry under my breath, something didn't add up, it's almost like I'm the only one who has escaped and the government didn't even try. Was the government giving up? Had they accepted defeat or had they never tried to find them at all? I see someone, I need a way to contact someone before it's too late.

"Hey mister, could I borrow your phone for a bit?"

"Huh? Didn't you hear, phone lines were shut down to prevent people from sending plans of kidnapping people and death threats, wait a minute you're the missing person! You're the first to survive!"

He stopped and inspected me, judging by how I look I'm not in the best conditions, but I'm sure he wouldn't-, wait what's with that look?

"And now, you have to die."

He pummeled me into the ground, grabbing a hold of my throat slowly killing me.. I had no choice...

"Get the hell off me!" I shouted plunging my knife deep within him, I got up but by then, a police officer had already seen me in bloodshed.

"We have the suspect! Get on the ground now! Your Under-arrest  for the murders of 30 missing  people!"

"Wait, It's not wha-"

A punch met my stomach and I fell onto the floor, and then brutal hits from everywhere, the bastard set me up. He wanted me to that he was a threat, when in reality this was a setup to "catch" the bastard responsible. The police never wanted to solve anything, they just wanted to get someone innocent to play the guilty role, the look in his eye shows that all he wanted was to blame anyone who survived....


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