Killers

A Dream?

Hannah's POV

I tossed and turned in my sleep until I jerked awake. I was at the hospital. I looked around the room and noticed that I was alone. 

"Was it a dream," I thought to myself, looking around the room once again before calling out for a nurse.  Right before I called for a nurse again a younger looking lady walked into the small room.

"Well hello there miss Knox," The nurse said turning some of the machines off near the hospital bed.

"How did I get here," I asked watching her walk around the room.

"You were found at the scene of the crime. You're mother was brutally murder and we found you laying on the floor unconscious and covered in your own blood. You should be glad you're not dead," She explained while pulling a needle out of my arm.

"How long do I have to stay here," I asked sitting up in the uncomfortable bed.

"Honestly you could leave now if you really wished to," She said walking over to the side of the bed. "You would just have to sign out at the front desk."

I nodded and stood up. I was still wearing my clothes from the night before. Surprisingly they were clean of blood.  The nurse left the room and I followed right behind her towards the front desk. I smiled slightly at the secretary as I signed the paper then walked out of the hospital.

"It couldn't have been a dream," I whispered to myself as I walked down the street, "It was real."

I walked faster towards my house so I was no longer surround by people which I had the urge to murder. My fast paced walking quickly turned into running as I just wanted to get away from people and find out what really happened.

I was at my house before I had the chance to think about it. I opened the door and saw that they got rid of my mother's body.

"It was the bitch's fault," I said as I ran up the stairs to the doorway of my room. I looked in and noticed my bag full of knives was sitting on my bed next to my ax. I looked at my stuff confusingly before I stepped into my room.

"I've been waiting here all day," A familiar voice said from behind me. I quickly turned around to see Jeff standing in the doorway messing with his knife. "Slendy forced me to take to the hospital last night."

"Why," I asked as I grabbed my bag and flung it over my shoulder.

 "He wasn't sure if your body was stable enough for you to actually make it through the night without dying," He said as he leaned up against my wall

I nodded and grabbed my ax and swung it around in my hand before slamming it into the wall. "That is a very nice feeling," I smiled and pulled it out of the wall.

Jeff laughed and grabbed me by the arm. He pulled me into the hallway and started running down the stairs.

"Come on we're going to have fun," He laughed as he ran out the back door and into the woods.