Hide and Go Kill

Chapter Four

Matt's POV

I ran as fast as I could. I could feel my heart beating out of my chest as I kept an eye out for Jessica. In the mix of students scrambling into dark hallways, I lost sight of her.

In front of me I could barely make out a hallway branching out from this one, to the right. As soon as I reached it, I turned the corner and stopped suddenly. It was a dead end.

"Shit," I hissed and ran back the way I came. It was dark and it made it hard to see where I was going, but I had to try. If not for me, but for Jessica.

I panted as I came to an intersection. Should I keep running straight? Right or left? Without giving it much more debate, I turned right.

About half way down the hallway, I stopped when I heard a splashing sound. My eyebrows furrowed as I looked down, but I couldn't see. Instead of carpet, these floors were tile.

I hesitantly walked forward a little bit more and held onto the wall for support. This liquid seemed to cover the whole width of the hallway.

About two more steps forward and I found out what this liquid was.

Blood.

In front of me was a wooden pole connected from one side of the wall to the other and in front of that was a bed of thick, pointy metal poles. A body lay in the midst of it, the poles poking out from different parts of the body, and judging from the clothes and hair I guessed it was a girl. Blood was dripping onto the now bloody floor.

My breath stopped as I saw long brown hair coming from the body's head. Jessica? I hesitantly stepped forward and looked at her face. Through the blood and the pole sticking through her face, I noticed that it wasn't Jessica, but Theresa.

I gagged and covered my mouth. These people were sick.

"M-Matt?" My head snapped up and a relieved breath escaped my lips when I saw her.

"Jessica," I said. Her long brown hair was now tied up, extra pieces falling onto her forehead and sticking there due to the sweat. She was panting and looking down at Theresa's mashed up body. Her light brown eyes widened and she covered her mouth.

"Oh God," she gasped and I could see the water forming in her eyes. I nodded at her and attempted to step over the mess of bloody flesh and metal poles.
When I was standing next to Jessica, I wrapped her up in my arms and kissed her forehead.

"I'll protect you," I whispered. I didn't give her a chance to speak before I grabbed her hand and started running again.

"Ready or not, here we come!" I heard a muffled shout and my eyes widened, they were coming.

Jessica let out a cry and I ran faster, gripping her hand harder. We needed to hide. Now.

I turned a corner and frantically searched around the hallway, for a door, a closet, anything.

My eyes stopped on a small door at the end of the hallway.

"There," I whispered. I rushed over to the door and pulled it open and without looking in, I shoved Jessica in and climbed in after her.

After securely closing the door, I looked around the room to see some sort of dining room. I grabbed a chair from the table and pulled it up against the door, just beneath the door knob.

The floor was covered in a burgundy carpet and the walls were a pale white. In front of us were two large windows and hope suddenly bubbled up in me.

I rushed over to the window and pushed back the dark curtain.

Instead of the bright sunlight that I was expecting, the room stayed the same. The windows were boarded up with wood.