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"Why is my dad not killing us, but he's bringing in other people to kill?" I ask Kasey.
"Maybe he actually cares about you, I don't know," Kasey replies.
"Yeah, but why hasn't he killed you?"
It was silent for a moment. I think she was trying to think of something to say.
"I don't know, I haven't really thought about it. Is it because I'm your girlfriend?" She asks.
It was silent again, but just for a second.
"I have no idea. This man is insane is all I know."
Kasey chuckles.
"Yeah. That's true."
There was a gun shot from outside the cabin. We both gasp.
"Oh my gosh. Is someone going to save us?"
As soon as my dad opened the door, I knew nobody was going to save us.
I feel like I'm going insane. I need to get fresh air. I hate it in the dark all the time.
He brought in another girl. Same way tied up. Duct tape to the mouth, but her hands are tied together with a black cord. He must've not had any rope.
"Ready for another entertaining show?" My dad asked us
"What the hell? Why would we want to see you murder people. That's evil!" I yelled.
He looked at me with an angry face.
"You're going to watch me murder her or I'm going to murder you, too!" He yelled, walking over yelling in my face. Spit flying everywhere. I about threw up because a little flew on my lip. I tried wiping it on my shirt.
He held the girl by the hair again.
"Try holding her somewhere else this time. This... "Show..."  is getting kind of boring," Kasey blurted.
"Now that's the fucking spirit!" My dad replied, looking at me like I should be entertained, too.
I gave him this whatever look.
I looked down at the girl's face. Now this girl I had no clue was. She looked around my age though.
"Oh. I just love murdering people," my dad said, pulling out a gun.
Now I know where that gunshot came from.
The girl started squealing through the tape just like the other girl.
He pointed the gun at her head, but I know he didn't want to kill her immediately because he looked at me with this look like he was reading my face.
"You know what, I'm going to make this more entertaining. I'm going to shoot you in both legs and break them!" He told the girl.
She began squealing again.
He aimed the gun at her leg. I had to close my eyes. Then, I heard the gun shot. And I heard the girl squealing.
I opened my eyes to see her leg all bloody. Her squeal sounded like she was screaming bloody murder through the tape. I looked up to see my dad's huge smile. All of sudden, he began to laugh his evil laugh.
He aimed his gun at her other leg, I heard a gunshot. I looked down to her other leg, but no blood was coming out of it. My dad fell on the ground. That made me gasp.
Who just shot my dad? I don't care. I think we're actually getting saved!
The man walked in the room. For a minute it looked really blurry since I was I the dark for a very long time. I squinted. Finally, it came to me. This made me have a huge smile on my face. I've been wondering how he was doing.
"Uncle Jerry!" I cried.

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