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Warning: Death of a named character, blood/gore, fear, threats of violence, gun, knife, (Name) is stressed, groping
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I ran and ran and ran until my brain started to get dizzy. All the hospital walls looked the same, matching gray hospital walls only broken by baby blue doors. It was almost like I was in a maze.
It didn't help I could hear gunshots and screams of pain in the background. Each time a loud sound rang through the building I flintched, trying to cover my ears to block out the sound.
I needed to get away but no matter how hard I tried I couldn't find my way out. I was about to just turn around and hope that Manaic was gone from the lobby, but stopped seeing a shadow cast on the wall.
It was of a man walking towards my decreation. I covered my mouth to stiffen the whimper I was about to let out before silently letting myself into one of the patient rooms.
I was met with the soft sounds of someone's breathing and a heart monitor beeping in the background. I quickly looked around the room for a hiding spot while listening to the screams drawing ever closer.
I noticed the woman who I drove here was sedated in the bed, still dressed like Laurie Strode.
At this point, I didn't think she was "dressed" like her anymore. Maybe she actually was her. I mean that guy that looked like Dr. Loomis really did act like the guy. Then would that mean the guy I saw covered in blood dressed as Micheal Myers was the ACTUALLY Micheal Myers?
I bite my lip, knowing my time is running out. That means the guy currently chasing me was an unkillable serial killer known as the Boogeyman.
At the thought, I felt like vomiting. I needed to get away from him, but I just ended up trapping myself. I quickly dove under the hospital bed hoping the murderer wouldn't spot me under the machinery.
I covered my mouth again as I heard the door slowly open. The creaking of the hinges of the old hospital door was like hearing the grim reapers cutting my life short with his scythe. I couldn't even hear his footsteps as I watched him walk around the room.
The large combat boots idly walked towards the bed before stopping at its side. He didn't move, just standing there by the bedside of the sleeping Laurie Strode. I almost wanted to try and wake her up, but the tubes running into her arm made me think even I couldn't wake her up if I tried.
I felt tears prick my eyes as the bed started to shake violently, and with it, I began to shake too. I bite the inside of my cheek hearing wheezes of pain and sickening gurgling from above.
"M-Monster..." Laurie croaked out as I could do nothing but stare at the black boots that stood only a few inches from my face.
I started to silently cry as droplets of blood started to spill down the covers, falling onto the tile flooring. It stained the white surface with crimson while the heart monitor let out a long flat-lining sound.
I jumped hearing a loud slamming along with the monitor falling onto the ground, its screen smashed in. I couldn't think, the room felt like it was so quiet now. All that was left was my breathing and the soft dripping of blood falling to the floor.
I watched with bated breath as the large black boots slowly left the bed. My tears made it hard to see but he looked like he was leaving, satisfied with the life he just took.
My body had a chance to relax but that peace was quickly ripped away as I was pulled from under the bed. My throat let out an ear-piercing scream as I tried to kick my pursuer away.
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