Curse Of The City

I'm just tired, I guess

TRIGGER WARNING ⚠️⚠️⚠️
THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS DESCRIPTIVE DEATH PLEASE DO NOT READ IF YOU SCARE EASILY

2 weeks later
The friends sat on the sofa in the living room and watched a movie. Most of their injuries had healed now, "ugh seriously? Kiss already!" Cleo complained as she threw a pillow at the TV.

"What's happening? Am I missing the best part?" Kelly asked as she sprinted to the living room from the kitchen, "Not really, they're still running around in circles about their feelings" Josh said as he face palmed himself, "like seriously though, it's annoying!" Charles said as he shook his head.

"Okay, tell me when it gets interesting then." Kelly said as she walked back to the kitchen. Ugh she couldn't believe her luck, she was on dish duty tonight when she was literally missing the best movie ever!!

At least she's using the dish washer while she did the dishes, she felt wrong like something was wrong. She felt extremely weird.

When the dishes were done, she dried them and put them in the rack but the feeling she had only grew more intense. Determined to shake off the feeling, she grabbed some chocolate chip cookies from the cupboard and made her way to the living room. She sat on the bean bag in the living room and watched the movie with her friends while she nibbled on her cookie but she still felt weird.

Kelly took another cookie and nibbled on it, "hey, are you okay? You seem a little off" Liam said as he looked at her with concern, "yh, I'm just tired I guess" Kelly said as she got up from the bean bag and went back to the kitchen.

She looked for something else to munch on, when she opened it. She found leftover fudge that Cleo made earlier. When she had taken it, she made her way to the kitchen door.

She tried to open the door but it didn't budge, she knocked on the door to get her friend's attention but when she did, she only heard Charles' complains and the sound of the TV, which means they didn't hear her. Just great!

She turned around and sat on the kitchen counter and ate a bit of the fudge she took earlier, she was about to hop off the counter and try to knock again when she heard a sound that made the hairs on her neck stand.

It was someone's heavy breathing but who could it be? No one came into the kitchen and she knew that because the kitchen door always made a creaking sound when it was opened.

Apart from that, the door was jammed which meant no one was in the kitchen with her right?! She turned around slowly and cautiously and when she did. She saw a shadowy figure that stood in front of her and it stretched it razor like claws towards her neck.

She wanted to scream for help but her voice was lost. The figure seemed to smile, the hole or place where a mouth would be was red and blood seeped out of it. The figure carried her and hit her body against the edge of the kitchen counter.

She heard a sickening crunch and felt a sharp pain in her arm. It broke her arm and it was just getting started, she knew she couldn't be saved. It was her time to die.(I'm going to refer to it as the shadow)

The shadow got to work on Kelly, it made a deep cut in her mid section when it did that, blood gushed from Kelly's wound. Kelly felt the floor around her getting damp from the blood; her blood. She watched as the shadow made another deep cut on her forehead, the blood flowed down her forehead and blurred her vision.

Blinded by her blood, Kelly didn't see it's next move but she felt pain where her nose was, she could only guess that the shadow cut her again.

She was weak from the loss of blood and she couldn't struggle. She wondered when it would make it's final move, she wasn't able to think more before the shadow delivered it's final cut. The last thing she felt was a slit to her throat before succumbing to the cold darkness.