𝗟𝗼𝘂𝗶𝘀𝗶𝗮𝗻𝗮 𝗸𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗿 (𝗔𝗹𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿 𝘅 𝗵𝘂𝗺𝗮𝗻! 𝗥𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿)

A Winters Tale....

Warning!!!!There are mentions of gore!!!!

I do not own the photo

So, I was writing, but then my system decided to crash. So, I lost the original story line I had originally written, but this one still has an idea of it. Just, not in detail as the other one was.

Enjoy!

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You ran out the back door from the kitchen...

You had a small kitchen knife with you.

You ran as fast as you could in the dark moon light snow. You couldn't believe you would be running away from a serial killer, who turned out to be someone who you once trusted. Maybe distancing yourself kept you alive longer than you thought...

Alastor was behind you with a gun. You saw him as you stopped to catch your breath behind a tree. You knew you were making tracks in the snow, but what could you do? You didn't have time to cover them.

You then began to run again as you then slipped on the snow.

No no!

You then grunted and picked up the knife. Quickly, you began to run again.
You were panicking, but you believed if you can get to the nearest house or person. You would be saved! Alastor has a gun.... What if they have one? Will I ever escape alive?

You questioned as you anxiously made your way through the woods.

You then heard a dog bark from a far distance.

What if it was a wolf?

I am going to be eaten or maybe Alastor will back out and leave me be. I could go to the police and get help.

I could-

I-

"I..."

You fell onto the snow.

You've been shot....

You're breathing staggered and you held your side as you grabbed the snow. You found it was numbing, but the pain was still there.

"ARRAGHHH!" You groaned out in pain as Alastor cam beside you. You tried to turn the another way and stand.

"Hold it there honey...you seem to be in dreadful pain!" Alastor spoke in a taunting calm voice.

You turned over and lay back down on your back as you decided it hurt too much to get up.

Alastor even set his foot on your leg, so you couldn't try and get up.

"Darling, you are such a beautiful sight to see~" Alastor said and he bent down to you as you just continued to breath heavily, as you held your wound in pain.

Your wound was right under your chest. It felt painful. Right in your rib next to your beating heart.............

Am I dying? You felt the cold snow on your skin, through your clothes.

I need to get away........

"I-... need-...get-..... wa-y......." You staggered through your words. Talking to yourself.

Alastor then brushed your hair away from your face. He then gently slid his arms underneath you and brought you close to him.

"It's alright my dear..". He assured you. You couldn't focus at all....

Your body was fighting, but the red blood stained the glowing snow.

"Al...." You weakly spoke...

You then blacked out, it was dark.

Very dark.....