𝐏𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐨𝐦

CH2 P2

Sedrik's POV

I watched Nolan swiftly spread the butter on the bread but then he tried to sneakily have a lick of the butter knife."Ew!" I called out in disgust as he continued to spread the ingredient with the butter knife he licked."What? I'm hungry! It's a basic human need." he tried to excuse himself.

"Okay, but I'm not eating that then!" I complained. Before he could respond, a loud thud was heard from the backdoor. We both look back in sync, frozen in our spots terrified for our lives.

Nolan abruptly took a kitchen knife for his defense. I followed his actions by also grabbing an item that could be used as a weapon."What do we do?" he whispered in my ear."Let's move to a different room" I said in a shaky voice. He agreed by nodding his head. We both began moving and I took the lead.

Safely making it to our destination, we let out a sigh of relief. But, it doesn't change the fact that there is an unknown stranger in the same building as us. The knife that he held tightly began slipping since his palm was full of sweat. He began observing the room for any useful items.

"Do you have anything we could use?" He said in a low tone to not alert any unwanted attention. I looked around in frustration before looking back into his eyes and shrugged. My eyes hover on his hand again.

Strangely enough, my eyes catch a blood splatter on his forearm. How did he even manage to get blood there? I question. The both of us immediately washed our hands after having contact with my wife's body. He seemed to catch on to me when I was focused on staring at his forearm.

He looks at his hand and then gets nervous, quickly rolling down his sleeve to cover it. I was about to question him on the reason why theres a random blood splatter there, but he decided to excuse himself abruptly.

"I got hurt while preparing our food" he said while stuttering between some of the words. Nolan has been acting extremely suspicious which makes it harder to believe his skeptical excuses. Unfortunately, I wasn't able to inspect his behavior much longer as we were interrupted by an irritating screech.

The screech sounded like it came from me and my wife's bedroom, and then the thought came into my mind. What if the person is planning to steal my wife's dead body? Or if they plan to abuse it more? I started overthinking and only paid attention to my thoughts, not my actions.

I ran towards the bedroom, not caring about the consequences. I found my wife's body still in the same place, but it appeared odd. I sprinted to her body and frightfulness filled my entire body. Her skin was bitten, I could see the flesh that was ripped off. Her upper lip was completely gone. She didn't have any nails. Everything that was left changed.

Who did this? Why did they do this? Was it Nolan? Was it the unidentified stranger? Was it that woman in black clothing? I was overthinking on the spot. I forgot about Nolan, I left Nolan alone! Concerned for his safety, I go search for him in hopes of finding him.

I ran through the hallway once more and then slowed down my pace when I reached the room he was last seen in, but all that was left was the knife he was holding earlier. Except, this time, it was completely covered in someones blood.