The last thing I wanted to do was show the girl my fear. But I couldn't help hyperventilating at the sight of that gut-encrusted knife.
Here I was, trapped in chains and wounded, with a girl that had weapons coupled with a ferocious resolve to kill me. And I had a feeling it wasn't going to be quick and easy.
So I did what I could do- I closed my eyes and accepted my fate. In a couple hours, I'd be a dead, bloody, and likely indistinguishable mass of parts on the cement floor.
I wondered who would end up finding me..... Donald? Some stranger I'd never get the chance to meet?
My thoughts were interrupted by the girl's whisper in my ear. It sent a shudder of chills up my spine.
"Kella..." She hissed. I could smell the metallic scent of blood coupled with the one of rotting flesh. That and the stabbing pain of my side wounds was threatening to make me pass out. But I was determined to hold on to my consciousness. I was going to die knowing I did it looking strong.
"I can't wait for this. Your parents' souls weren't near enough to satisfy me. The only one that will suffice will be yours. But before that, we're going to have a bit of fun."
How dare she even bring up my parents?! That lying, thieving..
My eyes fluttered open. I summoned as much courage as I had left to look her in the eye and speak what I thought were some of my last words:
"Don't you talk about my parents, you evil, demonic bitch." I spat.
Her black eyes glinted with malice. She wasted no time or words. She picked up the knife and drew a line of scarlet blood down my arm. I held back a scream as the sharp blade dug into my skin. I wouldn't let her see my pain.
She almost looked let down when she saw my lack of reaction to the pain.
"Well. I guess we'll have to make this a little more exciting then, won't we?" She giggled.
The girl withdrew a vial of acidic green liquid from the cart.
My heartbeat quickened and I choked down a gasp. It didn't take a genius to figure out whatever was in that vial could cause me some serious pain.
She took a scalpel and dipped it into the vial. I heard a sizzling sound and saw steam coming from the blade.
She slowly walked up to me and started her reign of terror, digging the scalpel into the skin of my stomach.
The pain was like no other pain I've felt in my life. The acid seemed to be attacking every molecule in my body, sending a burning pain through my blood and causing me to vomit all over the floor.
I screamed a bloodcurdling scream, no longer able to hold in this excruciating pain.
The girl laughed.
"This is what I call fun."
More and more rounds with the blade, until every part of my body was covered in little cuts, and my voice was almost gone from screaming.
She picked up the chainsaw. The weapon that would do me in.
Just as I was about to tell her to do it, to go ahead and finish me, I saw something in the far corner of the room, hiding in the shadows. I couldn't believe my own eyes. Was I hallucinating?
Donald was in the room, with the book.
AUTHOR'S NOTE:
Sorry! It's been a while since the last update, things got busy. I hope you like it! The book is coming to an end, guys. :( All feedback is appreciated! Feel free to like, comment, vote, fan, and private message me! :)
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Come and Play
HororKella has been having nightmares for weeks on end. They are always the same. A little girl, inviting her to "come and play". One night, the nightmares come to life, and the result is anything but a happy ending.