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He started to laugh evilly.

"You?" He snickers.

"Oh fuck off," I say.

He charges at me and I move to the left. I hear a grunt as he lands.

The car comes to a complete stop as the popped tire has traveled the most it can. Thank goodness.

I jump down on the ground for more fighting space.
He jumps from the truck right next to me and stares down at me grinning.

"This is gonna be fun," He smiles.

"you're right. It is!" I yell as I throw my hand toward his head. I know I'm almost there, and my breathing completely stops with anxiousness. But I see his hand coming towards me and I know what's coming.
I gasp as he grabs my hand and throws me to the ground.
"AAAH!" I scream as I slide on the ground.
I wince as I look at my wrist. Scraped and bleeding.
"Fuck,"I grunt.

I feel long hands wrap around my hands and waist.
He lifts me up laughing.
"LET GO!" I scream.
I need to get my hand released. I need to get those memories. I need to bring him pain.

He keeps chuckling and staring at me.

"GO TO HELL,CLOWN!" I scream frustrated.

He laughs more at my anger.
" ready to play now?" He asks.

And that's when a lightbulb goes off in my brain.

" Y-Yes! what game!?" I stutter.

Where's Jane for God's sake!

" Not for you... for me." He grins.

What?! this wasn't the plan. I start panicking and feel his fingers slowly start to dig into my skin. NO! This can't be the end. i struggle and move rapidly to get away.

" I love it when they think they can get away," He chuckles.

" But you need me! that's why you're chasing me right!? I could tell you all the other creepy pasta's secrets!" I said hoping to get extra time.

" I already know you escaped Jeff with some of his memories. If i keep you, your bound to get away with some of my memories. it's best to just kill you now and save the trouble."

He begins his work once again, but this time faster.

I scream in agony as I feel flesh torn. tears start to run from my eyes and I look past his shoulder. A blur comes toward us and at first i thought it was the good lord telling me to get my ass in heaven already. I have escaped death too many times. But then, I hear a battle cry and the blur jumps up on top of Jack.

His hands and fingers release me and I fall to the floor gasping for air. he wasn't even choking me, I was just so exasperated and terrified.

Jane finnally came. I look up and see Jack screatching at his back and failing to get Jane off. But I don't know how long she will be able to distract him.

My vision begins to come back and I know what I have to do. I get up slowly and gather my thoughts.

Just get to his head and get those memories.

I launch my body at him and throw my hand to his head. I'm so close, I know I'm gonna make it.
As I get closer I see His eyes widen and I know that he knows what I'm doing. But he also knows he's too late.
I slam my hand against his head and force everything.

I want the memories. I need them. The cold feeling rushing through the tips of my fingers.

I don't want the experience, I want them now.

The feeling rushed through the my tips and I don't want to stop. I'm not even thinking of Jack. I want everything. I want every memory he has. and I'm going to take it.

"MELONY!!!" The scream breaks my focus and I look at Jane.
"WHAT!?" I scream infuriated," WHY DID YOU STOP ME!?"

"Because...you...you killed him."
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