~He's approaching me slowly, pointing a gun on my head. A dark, sinister aura is surrounding him.~
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"Mission failed! Need back up now!" I responded to my earpiece. I was heavily wounded; I can barely run... So I hid myself at the back of a huge rock.
"Sh*t! I'm bleeding!" I murmur in silence while preparing my gun, hiding behind the huge rock, holding the gun with one hand and covering my wound with the other.
I felt something... someone... Pointing a gun at me... "Found You..." I heard a sinister murmur behind me; my spine shivered as I heard the voice.
"Put the gun down." He speaks again in such a commanding tone. I sigh silently and slowly put the gun down. "Now, Face me..." There's a hint of menace in his cold, husky timbre.
I followed his instruction and faced him slowly. "Well... why do you need to wear a mask?... Take it off." An evil aura lingers in the air. His gaze is cold; it's piercing through my soul. My heart skipped a beat for a second when I saw his cold gaze.
-I can't... show my identity- I didn't respond and just narrowed my eyes on him."Take. It. Off." His voice is much more commanding than before. I gulped and didn't even make a single move to hide my fright.
He's approaching slowly, pointing a gun at my head. A dark, sinister aura surrounds him. I stepped back until my back was against the rock, until I couldn't step back anymore. but... he keeps approaching; he's in front of me.
The gun is so close to my head... "Didn't you... hear me?..." He pauses for a second. "Take your mask off." I know he's getting impatient; his voice is becoming more and more sinister every minute.
-I just need to buy some time... Back up is nearby - I didn't respond again and just stared at him, still narrowing my eyes.
He threatened me using his gun, pressing it against my forehead. I then hitched. "My my..." He smirked devilishly, his eyes glistering when he saw my fear, and a pure evil chuckle slipped out of his lips. I felt my heart suddenly stop beating after hearing his cackled laughter.
He suddenly leans closer, then holds me by my jaw. His grip is tight; it's painful. "Take your mask off now... before I blow your brains off." His lips curl up into a wicked grin, and his eyes are wide open. He looks like a... psycho...
-F*ck! Where's the back-up!- I heard a buzz coming from my earpiece. *buzz... Code 3*-Code 3 means... too many enemies... Artic, think quick! QUICK!!!- I bite my lower lips.
He grips my jaw much tighter than before. "Do I need to count?~" His voice is low and playful now, and his grin is much darker. He's enjoying watching my fear, pain, and suffering.
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Author: BenchumisArtic
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