We saw that his front door was slightly open. Weird.
Me- Alex! Alex! Are you there?! I shouted.
No response. I pushed the door now fully open. I got in and Y/N followed. We couldn't see him in the kitchen nor the living room. Y/N spoke up.
Her- Let's if he is in his room.
We found his room. When we got closer and closer to his room we heard a muffled scream. Alex. Y/N ran and open the door violently. I heard her scream.
Her- ALEX! Alex- Y/N! NATE! He muffled screamed.
I ran inside the room. Alex was hanging upside down from his ceiling lamp. His mouth was completly shut with ductape. I removed the ducktape.
Alex- OOOWWW YOU BIIISH. Me- Sorry bro. What the fuck happened?!
Before he could answer he looked above our heads and his eyes suddenly filled with fear. He started to stutter.
Alex- N-N-Nate w-w-whatch -h ou- out. Me- What do you me-. I was cut off by his bedroom door was slamming shut. Me and Y/N turned around and saw our worst nightmare. The killer. He had two white blankets. He pulled us towards him from our shirts and smashed us to the wall. He lifted up the blankets and pushed them to our mouths. He held them there when we finally blacked out.
😳😳😳 Y/N's POV
I woke up in a pitch black room. I felt a little dizzy. On my neck I felt breathimg. It was Nate. I grabbed his face and slapped his face, not to hard.
Me- Nate wake up? Him- Ouch you asshole. Me- You awake. Him- I don't know. Do you want to slap me again to check? Me- Ok I'm sorry. Where the fuck are we? Him- I don't know.
Suddenly we heard a doorknob turn and light start to pour out of a crack. The crack got bigger and bigger until finally the killer's shadow showed up infront of us. The killer came towards us and he violently picked us from the caller of the shirt and stood us up, pushing us to the wall. We stood up and the killer moved out of the room. He grabbed a scythe (a picture)
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and a huge bucket. He put the bucket under Alex's hanging body. Alex started to freak the fuck out. I noticed that the room was covered in thick plastic (the plastic that is used by painters to cover furniture so paint won't get on it). He lifted up the scythe and he ripped Alex's body from the front. Blood started to pour out on the floor covered in plastic and in the bucket. Me and Nate let out a loud crying scream. We pulled each other into a tight hug and slid on our backs on the floor. I hid my face in his chest while he rested his chin on my head. I started crying non- stop and soon a felt my hair wet.
A few minutes later passed and we stopped hearing pouring blood. We pulled away and looked at Alex's limp dead body. We looked down at the bucket full of his blood. The killer moved towards and lifted it up. Damn he was strong because that must have weighed a ton. He went into the bathroom and poured the blood into the tub. He washed the stains of blood from the tub. He came back in the room and closed our door and the room was pitch black again.
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That son of a bitch killed Alex 😭😭😭 Keep reading to see what happens next. This bitch is out 🍑🍌😏
