Addicted To The Other-side

I don't know why I have come back to this place. When I am here my skin starts to crawl and I want to be anywhere but here in the woods near him.Yet some part of me is drawn to him. Maybe it is because i have a thirst for danger or maybe it's because I really am falling head over hills for a man who could possibly be a murderer, but when I last saw him he said "Clare their is more out there then what the world can see." I was here to find out what he was talking about. I slowly crept up to the cabin being aware of the every crunch my feet made under the fallen dead leaves. I knew if he herd me he would hide and I wasn't in the mood for games. I made it to the front of the black wood cabin without hearing a sound coming from inside the house. At that moment I should have known something was wrong, but I was lost in my own thoughts. It wasn't until I knocked on the door only to see it slowly creep open did I notice dark red stains on the porch. My body shivered as if sending me signals to run away , but I couldn't I was stronger then that so I kept on walking in. My heart pounding as loud as drums as I came closer to the bed room. I slowly pressed my hand against the door as if to give me strength to open up. I held my breath slowly let the door creep open, but nothing could have prepared me to find him on the floor in a pool of blood. Nothing could have. So I did the only thing I knew how to and that was to run. I was going to have to run because what ever did this to Max was going to come after me next. I would have to leave everything tonight. There was no going back. I had prepared myself to touch the flame and to be burned, but little did I know it would try to consume me. We should have never made a deal with the devil and now one life was paid. One more to go.