I woke up, and looked at my clock, shocked at the time. "1:00?!" I muttered, looking outside. It was still dark...... Very dark.. I decided to just check my phone, maybe text a friend, but it was dead. "Damnit!" I said aloud. Moments later, I heard a crash downstairs, I remained still, in bed. After carefully thinking, I thought I should hide. I stood, quietly as possible, tiptoeing to my closet, moving the clothes aside, revealing the door to the crawl space. Carefully, and silently, I closed the door, opened the one to the crawl space, closed it behind me, and crawled to the back, which wasn't far. About two minutes later, my bedroom door squeaked open, and I silenced my breathing, not wanting to be caught. I heard the stranger rummaging through my things, and my room, most likely looking for my location. That's when I heard my closet opening,and I began to panic. "Here kitty kitty kitty" a males raspy voice called out into the darkness. "I know you're in here... He chuckled. The crawlspace door began to squeak open, and I panicked. "Found you" he whispered. That's when I really started panicking, when I saw his face. I was face to face with THE Jeff the killer. Tears began to fill my eyes, as he practically ripped me outta my crawl space. He threw me over his shoulder, leaving me confused. 'Why isn't he killing me?' I thought to myself 'Wait. Maybe he's gonna torture me. That's it. I'm dead'. *Timeskip* I had fallen asleep on the way to who knows where, so I don't know how to get back. Lovely. I heard the turning of a doorknob, as he brought me in to his home, I think, and carried me down some steps, reaching the basement. He threw me to the floor. I heard the clanging of chains behind me, as he cuffed me to the wall, raising me up on the wall. He walked in front of me, his grin growing wider, and even more devilish. He walked towards me. He was know a meter away from face, and he just stepped back,and left. Leaving me chained in a dark basement... Alone... I hate the dark...
