(Dreams pov)
I saw the young Bronte run off into the woods, I smirked under my mask as I lifted a hand up and fixed my mask as I put my hand in my pocket and pulled a small knife out as I started following the bronte into the forest. A branch hit my face, I didn't want to say anything out loud but mumbled swears could be heard under my breath.
"God dam tree.... "
I sweared under my breath quickly but quietly..
(George's pov)
I heard a small cark as I felt a hand on my back pinning me to a tree, I groaned as I felt the hand going off my back as I turned around I saw the tall man. For some weird reason he wore(idfk how to pronounce that word-) a mask covering his face for some reason..
"W-what do you want...?"
I asked the tall blonde...
"I want you doll~"
The tall blonde seid as he forced a knife onto my neck....
//I never thought today would probably be the day I die....\\
I thought to my self.......
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