Chapter 4

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      In my dazed awakening he just got down the stairs my arms were ripped open gushing blood he goes over to me I try to play dead he picks me up and I open my eyes and see him taking me upstairs and into a room and goes into a closet and opens a panel and types a code a secret door opens in the wall. He brings me down a flight of stairs and places me on the table and he walks over to a table. I look around their bodies hanging from hooks like the Texas Chainsaw Massacre.

      One body has no face and his feet are cut off guts spilling out like some disgusting pasta I flinch at the sights he turns and I play dead again he straps me down with metal straps bolted to the steal table and leaves I notice a screwdriver and grab with immense and struggle it twisting the screws almost striping it when I get free a grab my stuff he took and go upstairs and push open the door and I hear him coming so I get ready as he rounds the corner and I shoot.

      I was off by an inch he jolted at me in a swift shaky pattern he tackled me again I felt weak for a moment but then started to fight he started to strangle me I started to lose hope when I heard a creak he turned and I push him off and run as I am I see a rat that made the creak I get downstairs and out the door and duck behind the house I call the cops it answers "Hello 911 what's your emergency" A woman says "Hi my name is John I'm with the detective unit and I'm at the old house that the west side slasher was at" I sat "Units are on there way sir".

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