Without a plausible reason, I was jolted out of my sleep. I push myself up from my bed, into a sitting position, and look around my room. I was hoping to find something that'll lead me to the reason of my abrupt awakening. But, I was only met with my dark, not to mention empty, bedroom. I glance at my digital clock, trying to find the time, only to find the screen completely blank. I suspected the power might've been out, so I reach my hand out and pull the lamp switch. The lamp did not light up, proving my suspicion to be correct.
"Just great," I mumble. The last thing I wanted was to be awake in the middle of the night with nothing to comfort me. A good episode of Doctor Who could've cheered me up.
I pull the drawer of nightstand open and retrieve the flashlight I had inside, switching it on soon after. After making sure the floor was clear, I stood from my bed and make it out of my room. After shutting the door, I look out into the dark, deserted hallway, similar to that of my room. But, something was way off. I would've figured someone might've been awake after noticing the lack of electricity. If anything, they would've put some battery-powered lamps in the hallway. But, everything was quite, too quite.
I turn to the right and spot the entrance to my study. I grip the knob and turn it, expecting it to click open, but it was stuck. I shake the knob a few more times but give up. The door was locked. I move over to another room and repeat the same routine only to wind up with the same results.
"What the hell is the meaning of this?"
I scan the area around me, looking for something to break open the door, when I spot a single speck of light in the distance. Without hesitation, I jog towards it. Maybe there was someone awake after all. After reaching the end of the hallway, I come to find out that there was a single candle on the floor. I pick up the object, examining it closely, before placing on a near-by table. I take my hands off the object, but as I do so, my hand was stained with an sickly red color.
I gasp then look at the wall in front of me to find specks of the same crimson red splattered across the wall. The deadly spots of color trailed downward. With my eyes, I follow the trail, expecting to find the worst. With each passing second, the stain on the wall only grew. After a few tense seconds, I reach the end of the trail. And, I scream at the sight. There was no mistaking the familiar chocolate brown hair mixed in with the crimson red. Mary was lying, face-down, on the pool of her own blood.
"Mary!" I shriek. I rush to her aid. I kneel down beside her and shake her body, hoping to get any sign of life. But, she remained still. Then, I do the unthinkable. I needed to know what happened to Mary. With that in mind, I flip her body over, and my heart stops at the sight. Her eyes were wide open, staring into nothingness. Her glasses her cracked and a single stream of dry blood stained the side of her lip. On her chest, a single blade was lodged in her body, right where her heart should be.
My lips quiver and tears poured down my face. "M-Mary, who did this to you?" I brush a few loose hairs away from her face.
Suddenly, the small flame from the candle was blown away. Everything was back to the bitter darkness. I gently place Mary's body back on the ground, and with my hands, I search for my flashlight. Miraculously, I retrieve the object almost as quickly as the light was taken out. I flip the switch, and with my shaking hands, I move the light towards Mary's body. But, the only thing I was met with was a pool of blood. There was no trace of her left behind.
I quickly jump from the scene. I had no idea where exactly I was running too but anywhere to get away from that would do. Glancing back at the spot, I manage to trip on an unknown object, breaking the only source of light I had. Then, pulling my head up from the floor, I try to look at my surroundings. I use my hands to spot the object I tripped on. Just as my eyes fully adjusted, I grasp onto the object I fell on.
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