Their Little Lady (✓)

Chapter 32 - Solving a mystery.

My mind was finally calm, sort of. I mean aside from being around murderers 24/7 and kind of, sort of, being scared of them more than half of the time.

Anyway, that conversation I had with the slashers really meant something. I was happy to finally get a reason to why they had to do all of this, my mind could be at ease now. Billy's kind words along with Jason and Michael's confirming ones made me feel appreciated and cared for. Like when we were kids - they made me feel so loved and cherished.

But one mystery I still needed to solve is the one of that night. Just who was that man, that had danced with me a few nights ago? His mask looked so strange...the material in which it was made of looked nothing like the other slashers masks. He never spoke his name nor did he ever speak at all. He was just quiet, but a calming quiet. He is so interesting, there are so many things I want to ask him but, I haven't seen him yet since.

Its too bad he wasn't in the living room when I had my 'talk' with most of the slashers. That man and a few others weren't present during the conversation, and partial argument.

I wanted to find him and ask him why he had danced with me. I want to know his name and I want to know why he was so kind to me. It felt like he just knew I needed something to take my mind off of all of...this, for a little while.

It was nice, it was exactly what you had needed to calm down and be able to keep a clear mind. Even if it was only for a second, it was the perfect chance that you were looking for. - the perfect chance to just breath.

I was now up in 'my room' reading a romance novel called 'Pride and Prejudice' by Jane Austen. I found it hidden amongst the thousands of horror books, it seemed to be the only non-horror novel and had somehow snuck into the bunch.

The books a classic, it was written way back when and it was very interesting to read. It's actually quite the calming book so far and its helping very well with keeping my mind off of everything going on around me. Just like that mystery man.

God, I just can't seem to be able to take my mind off of him. Who was he? Why did he waltz with me? Did I know him? Was he one of my old best friends too? Why was he so kind? He seemed so much calmer and less hostile than any of the other slashers he was amongst. Was he even a killer? He had to be a killer, surely, right? Not like I wanted him to be, but it would make sense; considering he fell in with this kind of crowd.

Suddenly, my book wasn't as peaceful - as I was dragged back into reality. I sighed, I would have to read that entire page again because of my thoughts interrupting it.

I closed the book softly and placed it on my night stand. I stood up and decided I needed to find this mystery man, if I wanted all these barbaric thoughts to stop.

I opened the door to the bedroom and walked out. Gladly, I wasn't met with any slashers as I walked down the hallway. Wait. How was I going to find this man? I don't know where he is. And I certainly do not know this house like, at all - only the necessary places. But either than that, I would definitely get lost if I even tried to find him by myself.

Coincidentally, as I walked down the stairs, a familiar shy voice was heard calling my name.

"Y-Y/N! G-good morning..!"
Norman smiled excitedly as he rounded a corner and spotted me.

I gave a smile, he was always so sweet to me. But even though Norman is usually sweet, there was still those odd times as kids where he was very hostile and well psychotic when he got really sad or panicky. I don't know if he's still like that but it unnerves me, though I still know Norman would never hurt me, not on purpose at least. He's one of the few slashers I feel partly safe with - aside from Jason, Michael, Billy, and Stu.