Taken. Jeff The Killer X Reader. Dark Story By RoverRose

Chapter 35: Yes

Note:
this chapter contains vulgar language, Be prepared!

The last chapter (Chapter 34: the chase) is NOT a separate decision chapter. It is linked to chapter 30 and the decision you made there.
In chapter (chapter 3o: The key) you could choose whether to keep the key or to put it back down. If you didn't choose just yet then go back to chapter 30 and choose. If you did choose, then consider all of the above not written.

If you did take the key, then you're at the right chapter.

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Thank the lord you did take the key. However there was no time for thanking and praising, the only thing you had to do now was quickly grab the key and then open this door. From behind, you heard the footsteps coming closer and closer towards you.

Within a second you had reached into your pocket, fished out the key and stuck it inside the keyhole. The nerves and fear of losing your life made you shake even more than you already did and you had to clench the key tightly in your hands in order not to drop it.

The key almost fitted perfectly inside the hole and to your own surprise it indeed did turn smoothly. A very soft 'click' was heard and you wanted to cry of happiness but there was no time for distractions. Even though this all happened in only a few seconds, you had no more time to lose.

You grabbed the handle rather roughly and then used all of your power to push it down and open the door. You knew how heavy it was, so you pushed your whole body against the metal giant. You nearly stumbled inside once the door was completely open.

Without any hesitation you had slammed the heavy door shut and then turned around to run as fast as you could. You had left the key in the in the keyhole. This other killer chasing you would surely have his own key and you didn't even want to think about locking that door while being chased. You had no time.

The fact alone that you could open the door gave you new hope, gave you new energy to get out of this alive. You knew you were close to safety, but that killer wouldn't be stopped by a simple door.

You heard the big, metal door far behind you being shoved open, followed by heavy footsteps. Of course, he was still behind you. You then fastened your pace, the newly found energy and your determination stimulated your muscles even more.

It was then you realized that there was something wrong. You were finally aware of your surroundings, but it didn't look like anything you remembered or recognized. This whole corridor seemed even colder than the one before and some of the lights bulbs hanging from the ceiling were broken, leaving you with no light at all at some points.

You kept running, but the more you ran the more you got this feeling that you had to get out of here as soon as possible.

You knew that when you came into that maze that you only had to go through one corridor after you took that turn by the stairs... But this corridor seemed longer, never ending and it had all kinds of door while that other corridor didn't have them. Once you came to a turn you knew that you were wrong.

That wasn't the right door.

It may have looked like the door you came from, mostly because it was also metal like and heavy, but the corridors you were in now were completely different. You didn't even make a turn when you entered this maze. This was indeed a whole different place than you wanted it to be.

The footsteps were still following you, getting louder, getting heavier... Getting faster.

Panic started to take over as you desperately took one turn after the other. You were in deep shit before, but where you are now really tops it. Was there any way to get back to that door? You didn't think so; once you would turn around he would get his filthy hands on you.