Escaping Insanity.

Chapter 1: New Place?

Leah awoke to the sound of shattering glass coming from her living room. She tiptoed down the stairs slowly, not allowing her intruder to hear her. 'I just need to get to my phone.' She thought to herself, shifting her weight onto her next foot. There was a grunt and the sound of cracking glass.

"Don't bother! I've smashed your phone!" The intruder growled, still out of sight. He couldn't possibly hear her thoughts. Perhaps he was talking to someone else. She carried on walking further down the steps, until she peeked round the corner to see something shocking. All she could see was the back view, as the person was facing the door, holding her phone, staring at the broken window. 'Dammit, I'll get a knife from the kitchen' Leah thought, ready to turn around and head the other way.

"Don't you fucking move one more step or I'll snap your puny human neck." He said maliciously. Fuck, he can hear her thoughts. How? And....why would he say human? He was one as well, wasn't he? She took In a large breath and let out a small cough, trying to grab his attention. He slowly turned his body to face her, smirking when he saw she was bright pink. Leah stood in a daze, fixated on his face. He had pitch black hair, curling onto the right side of his forehead, his eyes were a deep shade of red, and his teeth were razor sharp. As he bellowed a laugh, it snapped her out of her fixation. She looked up into his eyes, as he smirked and walked forward. Leah took a step back every time he got closer, forgetting she was backing up against a wall. He lunged forward, slamming her back against the wall hard, gaining a flinch from her. She could feel his heavy breathing on her head, as he towered above her, looking devilish. She didn't dare speak, when he suddenly touched her forehead and she passed out.

When she woke up she was in a Dark room, with her wrists in chains. She tried her best at pulling at them for 10 minutes, but nothing worked. She took a better look at her surroundings, and noticed a dark, wooden, scratched door. There was a little table in the corner of the room, as well as a wardrobe. She took the next few minutes in, realization washing over her about last nights events. Just as she was about to cry for help, the same man from last night walked in, carrying a glass and a plate. As he placed them in front of her, he loosened her chains and all she did was stare at the food. There was 1 sausage, a few pieces of sweetcorn, mash and gravy.

"Do you expect me to eat that?", Leah said smugly, glaring at him. " And you never told me your fucking name."

His evil smile dropped, and he suddenly grabbed her by the throat, holding her in the air.
"Say that again one more time, I dare you, but it's my choice of punishment." He spat out before dropping her back to the floor beside the plate, "Eat." Without a word she nodded vigorously and started shovelling food in her mouth.

He started to walk away, but as he reached the door he turned around once more with a smirk, and said softly "My name is Darkiplier, but you can call me Dark, babe."