2. 𝓟𝓼𝔂𝓬𝓱𝓸

16 0 0
                                    

𝑌/𝑛'𝑠 𝑝𝑜𝑣
I was walking around when i heard a chirp. 𝐴 𝑏𝑖𝑟𝑑? I followed the sound of the little chirps to what was infact, a bird.

"𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐠𝐮𝐲!"

I was about to pick him up when i realized he was injured 𝘱𝘰𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨.

*𝐶𝑅𝐴𝑆𝐻*

!!

A man burst through a borded up entrance killing the bird right before my eyes. 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵. 𝘛𝘩𝘦. 𝘍𝘶𝘤𝘬.

I looked up at the man, with a sick look on my face. i saw the giant scythe in his hands and a creepy grin on his face. He was covered in bandages. His eyes were two different colors, one a piercing yellow, the other a very dark brown.

"𝐨𝐡 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐧𝐨." i immediately turned around and walked the other way.

"𝗶𝘁 𝗺𝗮𝗸𝗲𝘀 𝗶𝘁 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘁𝗮𝗶𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗶𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗿𝘂𝗻 𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻 𝗴𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗮 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗲𝗲 𝘀𝗲𝗰𝗼𝗻𝗱 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗱 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘁!" The man had a psychopathic voice that gave me chills.

"𝗢𝗻𝗲."

𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘵 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘻𝘺 𝘢𝘴 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬.I started running as fast as I could, dust flying up as my feet hit the ground with each step.

"𝗧𝘄𝗼."

𝘕𝘰 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘢𝘮 𝘪 𝘥𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘵 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘦.

"𝙏𝙃𝙍𝙀𝙀."

𝐹𝑢𝑐𝑘 ℎ𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝑓𝑎𝑠𝑡.i ran so fast i couldnt even take a break to think.

Eventually i came to a dirty room with a large black cabinet

𝘐𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦. I quickly stepped into the cabinet. I heard his manic laugh getting closer. My heart was pounding.

"𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡?" he said with a crazy tone that made me sick to my stomach, I wanted to puke.

A few minutes had passed, it felt like hours, eventually the silence was broken by his psycho voice.

"𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮..."

𝐒𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐞 (𝑖𝑠𝑎𝑎𝑐 𝑓𝑜𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑥 𝑓𝑒𝑚𝑎𝑙𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟)Where stories live. Discover now