_-=*Whilst Walking Home*=-_
_-=*4 Years Later*=-_
[Location: Desolate Alleyway]
(Tsuki's Perspective:) The alleyway was damp and dark, full of rubbish and rats too.
I was laid against the back wall of the alley sat clutching my stomach with a pool of blood beneath me. Street lights were flickering, being consumed by the darkness lurking at the end of the street. My orbs widened in fear and pain as the lights began to turn off followed with a loud BANG!
A silhouette stood before me creeping closer and closer and closer! It stood at the crease of the black mist, the remaining street lights cast shadows on there face leaving their large grin visible, growing wider every time a light goes off as they grow closer.
The final remaining light flickered above my head.
The shadows moved around me as the darkness gripped onto my feet trying to drag me further in. "Hehehe... Lets... play, shall... we?" asked a slow calm yet psychotic voice.
In a desperate attempt to scare off or see my killer, I reached over to my phone on the ground. The streets were engulfed in the darkness, it was pitch black. Panicked I turned on my phone cutting a small rectangle of light in the darkness. The same voice giggled at my attempt to see in the alley.
Beep Beep! [10% Battery Remaining!] My breathing was ragged as my phones light drew even dimmer. Clicking of boots could be heard not that far in front on my limp body.
Click ..... Clack ..... Click ..... Clack
Focusing on the sound trying to stop myself falling unconscious, a sharp pain was felt in the bottom of my chest. Blood and tears mixed with the dry blood stains beneath me and the concrete. I looked at my chest to see a silver knife. It had sharp edges with a glowing white line flowing down the blade connecting to the black and white spiraled grip.
My brown eyes clashed with emotionless blue ones I could see a small flicker of red and pure blood lust sparking out of the blue like fire and that same dreaded smile! Pale skin and bright locks of hair laid on the bloody face of my killer. A tint of pink was dusted on there cheeks underneath the blood.
A soft small pale hand caressed my cheek sliding down to my cheek making me look back into the sinners blue eyes.
M-My killer... I-It was.....
To Be Continued In Chapter 10...
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