Chapter 2: Celeste

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~Celeste's Point of View~

I was walking home from school with iris. She looked at me "Hey i gotta go to baseball practice, take care of dad for me okay?" I nodded "Alright be safe you can never trust anyone." She chuckled "Alright bye!" Before I could say bye she was too far away. I sighed and started walking home again until I came across a man with a top hat and sunglasses on. He was trying fix his van, cursing under his breath he looked over and called me over. "Hey kid! Do you know how to fix this part in the van?" I quickly walked over to him " What's wrong with it?" I asked. He sighed "Well i was driving to work and it just POOF broke down!" He made a very dramatic sad face which made me giggle "Yeah let me go get my da-" He quickly said "No i think you can help" i looked at him "OH! Do you wanna see something cool!" I thought about it but then I nodded. He walked to the back of the van so I followed before I knew a cloth was put over my face then I passed out.

When I woke up I was in a dark basement, it only had a mattress and a Black Sheep radio.I looked around my eyes still trying to adjust to my surroundings. When my eyes started to clear upi looked to the door and saw a man wearing a mask....A very weird mask might i say. I flinched and quickly schooched my body towards the wall. "HEY! Calm down, I'm not going to hurt you....I mean unless I need to." i just stared at him "Hey you little bitch you should be grateful i saved you from that abusive asshole you call a father!" I yelled back " LEAVE MY FATHER OUT OF THIS YOU FUCKING CREEP" he looked at me then quickly came over and slapped me "for that little stunt you pulled you won't be getting food for awhile instead you'll sit in silence and STARVE!?" I flinched again. He quickly walked towards the door, grabbed the handle and said "Scream all you want...No one can hear you anyways." He quickly shut and locked the door leaving to sit alone and hungry in this dark gross basement.

    It feels like days have passed, I'm so hungry and tired from trying to dig a hole out of here. At one point when i was digging the hole he came downstairs and caught me...he was so angry he didn't hurt me but i sure as hell wasn't getting away with trying to escape.I heard the door open so I quickly got up and went to lay on the bed, pretending I was asleep. "I know you're awake,Sweetheart." I made a face, somehow he knew the nickname I hated being called but how? I slowly sat up and looked at him, he was holding a plate with eggs and a bottle of water on it. I looked at him then at his closed hand suspiciously "what's in the eggs and what did you do to my water?" he looked at me "nothing i promise....Celeste.....or should i say your full name Celeste Hope Perroz." i looked at the floor "oh were you not expecting me to know your name sweetheart?" he said "Stop calling me sweetheart you bitch?!" He glared at me and tried to hand me the plate. I hit it out of his hand. He growled "That's it....i've had enough of your bullshit."He grabbed me by the hair and stabbed a syringe into my neck, injecting whatever had in it into my system. He pulled the syringe out, I screamed out in pain. Whatever was in it was killing me and killing me fast. I looked down arm all of my veins were turning black until the pain stopped. I turned around and looked at him until I fell to the floor. The unknown had killed his first victim...

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