August begged Gwen over the phone to go to school but she said it was too much. So august decided not to bother her further. It had been 3 days since finn went missing. August faked sick on Monday earning himself a free day. But Tuesday rolled around and his mom was getting suspicious so he went to school.
"Bye mom!" August yelled uneasy.He might actually get sick. He couldn't shake the uneasy feeling. August mind went to the black van..
"Speak of the devil.." August mumbled. The van parked a few spaces in front of him and when august went to move out of the way a middle aged man came out with a few bags. The man proceeded to fall flat on his face, his grocery's flying everywhere.
August held back the urge to laugh. "Hey, do you need help?" he giggled. "Oh yes! That would be amazing." The man laughed. August let his guard down to help the guy. After all, the man reminded august of his dad before he became a workaholic.
August was about to grab a can of food when he felt himself being thrown to the ground! The strange man got on top of august and tried to spray a weird substance in his mouth. "GET. THE. FUCK. OFF." August screamed, kicking the man in his crotch. He fell off of him giving august a window to run.
August got up and bolted as fast as he could, before being pulled to the ground once more. The substance was sprayed into august's mouth and he began to black out.
Once august awoke his vision was blurry. Suddenly the lights flickered on and august backed up against the wall. "Good morning!" The Grabber said cheerily. "Shut the hell up!" August snapped. "Hmm, feisty. Just like the others. " The grabber smirked, stepping closer to august.
August took the opportunity to punch the grabber in his stomach. He leaped off the bed and made a beeline towards the door. August quickly shut the door behind him once he made his way out of the room. August locked the door and slid down the wall. "Holy shit!" August cried, running his hands through his hair. Even though august's eye sight was shit, he made his way up the stairs.
!CLUNK!
August heard from downstairs. He panicked and grabbed knife. "The door!" August thought. He ran towards it though the lock prevented him from leaving.
Click...click... Creeeeeak
Someone was upstairs. August hid in a nearby closet. Once he turned around he saw a big black dog staring at him. August froze.. his hand gripped the knife tighter. Footsteps came closer. August shimmied down the wall. Trying to make himself as small as possible.
After about 10 minutes of listening. The footsteps were no longer heard. August stood up and reached for the doorknob with a shaky hand. He pushed open the door only to be met with a dark house. August held the knife in a good position and walked out carefully.
A searing pain tore through august's side. He reached for his hip only to feel a ... handle? "Going so soon?" The grabber said sadly. He swiped his knife at the Grabbers chest. "YOU FUCKER!" The grabber snarled. August was stabbed once again and he fell to the floor with one thought..
"Gwen.."
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Horror!~ I hate you.. for what you did. And i miss you like a little kid..~! August Wilder, your average middle school kid. But little does he know things take a turn for the worse. After his friends finny and robin disappearance he feels weird. Lo and...
