𝕷𝖔𝖛𝖊𝖘𝖎𝖈𝖐{𝔍𝔢𝔣𝔣 𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔎𝔦𝔩𝔩𝔢𝔯}(remake)

•|Chapter One|•

*Jessie P.O.V*

I was on my way home from my friend's Halloween party,the way I usually go was blocked by police tape and cars so I took a short cut through the forest.
I sighed and began to walk down the forest path..

After a few minutes I heard footsteps behind me,I turned to look but there was no one so I continued walking till I felt something cold against my neck it was cold steel or metal,I gasped a dark voice broke the silence.."Shhh don't struggle it will only get worse for you.."A dark voice said followed by a dark chuckle.

I thought to myself"Am I about to be killed?" The thought sent a chill down my spine..

There was another dark chuckle followed by the same voice.."Fuck that fear I love it hehe..." I felt something drip down my throat..,I whimper the person chuckles "Heh such I good sight show me more hehe"I whimper once more and ask" W-Who are you?"all I know is that their sick and twisted by their pleasure in fear and weakness.

They then chuckle once more and reply.."My name is Jeff"my heart begins to thump telling me I need to get away and fast, I look around to see what I can do or use to get away from this psychopath with a knife to my throat.

I finally spot something useful it was a rock but it will be useful to me in the situation I'm in currently so I reach for it but could not grab it because he dug his knife into my stomach causing me to snap back..I cry out in pain while the guy just laughs maniacally........

I cry out once more then collapses to the dirt....

After what felt like forever I woke up in some kind of dark room...

I scream out"Help please someone!"

I didn't know where I was nor did I want to know...

I fumble around in the dark and feel a light switch,I flip it and I saw that I was in some kind of room the bed was a mess  there was blood stains on the floor...

No it wasn't just a room..It was a prison,
I needed to find a way out but what about Jeff.... why didn't he just kill me? I had so many questions going through my mind...

I need to get out of here! but how!?

It won't be easy... Before I could even think he was here...

He made his way to my cell and grabbed ahold of the bars and said with that same dark tone...

"What should I do with you hm?"

I whimpered and backed away from the door...
I then asked...

"Why don't you just kill me!?"

"Why do you want to torture me!?"

"Just kill me damn it!"

He tilts his head and smirks..

He then replies....

"Just killing you won't be fun"

"I want to enjoy every little detail of your helplessness"

"Your fear drives me to the edge hehe"

"I enjoy watching you struggle and cry out for help"

I fall to my knees and shiver with fear this guy is sick I thought to myself

I need to get out of here but how with him around...