The tall slim man standing in front of her looked tired and a little crazy, his hair was messy and his eyes had round black circles under his eyes. He stared at her, in his hand he held a sharp knife in his hand, and it had what seemed like blood on it."Hello little girl," the man said, with a grin on his face. His voice sounded kind of like the joker's voice from Batman, but his voice was deeper and ever more psychotic sounding.
"Where am I and who are you?" screamed Clarice.
The man laughed at her fear, he had a wild look in his eyes and the knife scared Clarice even more. She frantically looked around for any other signs of life, besides the maniac who was standing in front of her. All she saw though were torcher devices, and a weird looking chemistry set. The man suddenly moved his head into her view, then she realized that it was the man from a few days ago. The same shady man whose face she hadn't seen as she quickly walked past him to school. Yes, it had to be him; she had never seen a person as tall and as skinny as him. It looked like he hadn't eaten in days, and his mouth was completely dry as if he hadn't drank anything either.
"Who am I, you ask? Well have you ever heard of the story of the little boy that went missing when he knocked on the manor door? That was me," he said, laughing as if it were a funny matter.
"Why are you laughing? People were worried about you," she said, trying to keep her voice from quavering.
"Worried about me? No! They were only looking for me to make themselves look good, they never cared about me," he screamed at her, "They tried to make the people in this horrible town seem perfect! I was different, I was bad, and when I went missing they only looked for me to look good. Now I'm going to see, I am going to take kids until they realize how horrible this town is,"
The man's eye started to twitch rapidly, he didn't seem very happy with this place. Clarice's face turned white, she realized that he said he's going to take more kids.
Does that mean he's going to kill me? Keep me hostage forever? She thought to herself. The man had been that kid that they said went missing, what was his name?Bob? No, Billy? Ben! Yeah that's his name Ben, that was the name of the missing kid of the manor in the old newspaper.
"Listen Ben, your name's Ben right? I just want to go home, I knew I never should have done my friends stupid dare. Please just let me go," she begged him, hoping that would knock a bit of sense into him.
"Let you go? Now why would I let you go, you know what I look like." He hissed in his croaky voice, "I have to keep you here, then maybe people will actually start caring for the kids in this town."
He's right, why would he let me go if I already know what he looks like? He's not dumb after all, he's just a little crazy. Not crazy enough to hurt or kill me though right?
"So, you might be thinking what I'm going to do to you while you accompany me here, we'll I'm going to slowly kill you. Enjoying every second." Ben said, he smiled and the crooked yellow teeth grinned at her.
Ben took her hand and with the knife made a slit into it. Blood gushed out of Clarice's hand as she tensed up and screamed loud in pain. She looked down at the red liquid spreading all over her hand, and Ben just started to laugh maniacally. She tried to get her hand up to hit him, but again realized that she was tied down totally defenseless.
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Missing
УжасыClarice and her friends are going trick or treating, she gets dared to knock on the old manors door. What could go wrong?