Chapter 3: How Am I Alive

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I wake up on someone else's couch. I sit up and look around, "Hello?" I say but I get no reply.

Then I start to think, how am I still alive? "It must've been a dream..." I said as I touched my head. A stinging pain came from where I touched. I could instantly feel the thick bandages on top of the wound. "So it wasn't a dream? What?" I say to myself with confusion.

I get up from the couch, removing the blankets that covered me. "I should be dead!" I say as I look at myself in the mirror.

I look around for a door, something to where I can leave this place. The moment I saw one, I left. That door only lead to another part of this home, building, something...

"Your awake..." I hear from behind me and instantly freeze.

I don't want to turn around, but I most definitely don't want to be killed either. So I try to talk, "W-where am I?" I stutter a bit.

"My home." This guy sounded tough, there was no way I could escape this place if he was after me.

"Who are you..." I say.

"My name is Emmit." He replies.

He's being so calm about me asking these questions. You'd think that if this person was a killer, he wouldn't give his name unless he was definitely going to kill you. Right away, it was a bad thing.

"What is your name...?" I hear him ask.

"K-Kathy." I stutter, and even start to shake.

Then I realize that he placed his hand on my shoulder, sending cold shivers down my spine. I shake even more as he turns me around. "There's no need to be afraid okay?" He said in a soothing voice.

I didn't know whether or not to shake or nod my head, so I just stood there looking away from him. He then put his hands on my face and made me look directly at him. "P-Please let go." I said struggling to get away.

He lets go but holds my hands instead. "I'm sorry." He says.

I don't answer.

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Emmet's Point Of View
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She was so beautiful, I just couldn't understand why anyone would give her up. Her crystal blue eyes stood out, and so did her brown hair. She was beautiful, and she had to be mine.

I didn't like how she was so afraid of me, I don't mean to scare her. I just want to look at her every second of every minute. I didn't want her out of my sight. "Sir, Jason is looking for you."

"One minute." I say as I look at Kathy directly in the eyes.

"Now, sir." I hear.

I look at Aaron with hatred and then leave the room.

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Kathy's Point Of View
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I've never felt more afraid in my life. Especially when this "Emmet" gave the other guy the death glare. I have a feeling I won't be seeing him after this.

Sooner than later, everyone that was in the room left me to be alone. "I'm going to die." I say to myself, placing my palms in my hair.

I look over to the door as it opens, "Feel free to...roam around the house if you want...its up to you." Emmet smiles.

Then he leaves.

"He's probably waiting outside the door! Ready to place a clever in my HEAD!" I say loud enough for him to hear.

He deserves to know that I knew his plan all along. Get me to trust him, then he turns around and stabs me. Like the horror movies my mom made me watch with her. She always used to say, "Someday. Hopefully they happen to you in the future and not me!" She always said with a smile. I always thought she was joking, but I guess not.

I roam over to the door and open it. Looking around the corners to see if anyone was there, then I started to walk around the place. Looking at the pictures of family members, seeing the different areas like the kitchen, living room, etc. It looked exactly like an expensive home.

Then I saw the balcony doors! "This is my time to escape!" I whisper to myself as I run to the doors.

I pull onto the door, then push the door, but it wouldn't budge. "Damn it! Locked..." I whisper.

"Trying to leave dear?" I hear a woman say.

As I turn around, I notice that she wasn't young. "M-My...I'm sorry..." I apologize.

"No no dear. There is no need for an apology. In fact it is us who should be apologizing to you." She smiles and walks to me.

"I understand how afraid you are..." She says,

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