I opened my eyes to find myself back to back with the ground, leaves rustling all around. Looking up with my vision blurred, branches tiptoed nearer in the moon light looking like witches fingers. I lifted up my wrist to see the time and date; 13:00pm, Friday 13th.
I stood up and what looked like a tall black silhouette. Indeed, it wasn't, this figure was wearing a long, darkish purple coat and black skinny jeans, he wore the same Doc Martins as me (which was a bit coincidental if you ask me). The figure stepped closer.
"Before you step any closer, I want you to put your hood down!" A gust of wind blew back his hood and revealed a ghost-White face, dark empty eyes, he didn't stop smiling once and his seaweed-looking hair blew about through the mid-winter air.
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"Who are you? You demented creature!" I blurted with no control over what I just said.
"I am the Joker." he said beaming even more than two minutes ago. He took a risk and stepped thrice. Even if you're not sure who I am, I need you to come with me because people are watching!" he whispered in my ear sure enough to pick me up and carry me.
It felt like days until we stopped. The joker put me down and in front of us both stood a dark, oak cabin. 1,2,3,4,5 steps lead up to a grand door with a golden lion and a heavy metal ring for the knocker. "Should we knock?" I asked the Joker. Without hesitation, he pulled out his machete and sliced out the door knob...
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And that was the last thing I remember
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We had got into the cabin and it was pitch black. The cabin was made with wooden planks for the walls and tiles on the floor. "What was that?" I squealed, as a rat scuttled over my foot. I pulled my phone out and put the torch on. Joker found the light switch and as they flickered on, 5 dead bodies were nailed into floor through their hands and ankles. There was pools of Crimson blood everywhere. Burnt out coal created ash all over the floor. On every body there were couldrons, I'm guessing the rats were underneath the bowls and hot coal was on top of the couldrons and the rats are their way out. Splish, Splash, splosh! I glided through the blood and stained my shoes.
"CRAP!"
At this point I was alone, the Joker was nowhere to be seen. Until...
"Aaaahh!" He screamed. I followed the trail of his voice and rushed into a box-shaped room.
"Where the hell are you?"
"In here!" The Joker was sat on the floor cradling a teenage girl in his arms, his legs were crossed and she laid over them unconscious.
"Quick! We have to get her to the hospital." I was hoping way to much here, but I thought this might work but instead The Joker just stared at the girl lying in his lap.
"No," he said softly.
"Why not?" I asked in reply.
"Because she's waking up." he said with a tone of surprise. As The Girl blinked, I saw her eyes, and they were a very rare colour, they were green. Her hair was a golden-brown colour and she wore black skinny jeans and black vest and she was wearing white fluxes.
I found a blanket in a cupboard and put it around her and sat her up at the same time. BANG!
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Someone was coming! Where were they coming from...
