Terror Trap

Prolouge

It was a quiet, rainy evening for the blue house in the end. Red roses bent their heads to the ground from the downpour of rain, as if conspiring with the earth about what goes on in this house. A side door opened, and a small figure stumbled out into the downpour. The figure went a few feet, then stumbled to the muddy earth, breathing heavily . "Oh,God. Oh,God,What did I do?" The small, scared voice of a child whimpers. "They're all dead. Cindy. Leo. Mike.Josh. Oh God, Josh...." The child bends over and vomits onto the muddy ground. "Get a hold of yourself, Joey. You still have one last thing to do."

 Joey reaches up to his head, and removes a strange device from his head, swiftly throwing it to the ground.Looking down at his hands, Joey stares at the two glove-like devices on his hands. "Freddy Kruger would love these things" Joey muttered as he began the task of removing the gloves, each with a blade encasing a finger, making removal near impossible.Gasping, Joey carefully removed each blade, crying out a bit when the blade bit into the back of his hand. After 15 long,painful minutes of cuts, gashes, and fumbling fingers, Joey finally removed the contraptions from him. Letting loose a cry of triumph,Joey now dug into the earth with renewed strength, desperate to bury the devices he had removed.

 "Joey."

 A high,grating voice says clearly through the downpour. Joey sits up, rigid with fear. "I-ITS OVER,JACKBOX!" Joey screams, scrambling to his feet. High pitched laughter fills the night air. "That's where your wrong, Joey. Its over when I say its over. Just ask your friends." Joey snapped his head to the door where he had barged out before. Four other figures stood motionless, ignoring the rain. "Guys. Its me... Joey? Remember? Your best friend?" "Don't bother,Joseph. They hate you. Isn't that right...Josh?" Three of the figures separate to allow a child of 16 to walk up to Joey. "Josh... you know I didn't mean for you to-" Joey is cut off with a sharp hacking sound as his own friend snaps a cold,unforgiving hand to his throat."Josh. Its me!" Joey choked out, squirming in his grip. Josh continues to stare at Joey as he tightened his grip on Joeys throat. "Wait! Let him see me. Let him die knowing what I really am." Jackboxes voice rang out from behind Josh. As the pressure was slightly released, Joey caught a glimpse of the owner of the voice, and started to scream. "Kill him." Said Jackbox as Joey screamed himself down,down,down into the darkness, where he knew he would suffer for what he had done.