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A scream ripped out my chest as a large dirty blood covered hand latched onto my wrist, gripping it like an iron, restraining me. My keys collapsed onto the floor making a loud klank but it was drowned out by my screams and wails. Tears picked in the corner of my eyes, ready to cascade down my face. Looking up I saw familiar, dark, alluring eyes filled with anger and madness but his face was masked with a white plastic smiley face. I screamed louder. The next thing I noticed was a blade, sharp and long coated with thick gooey blood, properly from his last victim. I screamed even louder. I was next. I tried tugging and yanking at the car door with my free hand but it was locked and I wasn't strong enough to wrench it open. My eyes blurred with tears as I screamed hoping someone would hear me .Thrashing, scratching and shrieking, I tried to escape but this only made him more blood-thirsty. He caged me with his arms, trapping me between him and the car door preventing any chance of escape or even survival.

He tilted his head slightly contemplating how he was going to kill me, then he began dragging the blade slowly up my arm cutting just deep enough to afflict pain. The pain soared through my by body causing a tortured screech to erupt out of me. The agony progressed through my body as he continued slicing me, leaving the blood to ooze out my body, trickling down to the floor.

After screaming for a few minutes, I got overwhelmed by exhaustion, my limbs felt frail and my vision blurred further as black spots danced across my sight. Fading into the darkness I let out one more strangled wail. life almost drained from me and I collapsed into a heap on the floor. Eyes glistening, the man took his mask off to reveal his identity just as I took my last breath...

''brother?''I mumbled before slipping out of consciousness.


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