PANICKED

9

CHAPTER 9

I was standing in a room facing a dozen dead bodies of girls identical of me. He killed all of these people or worse made them kill each other. If he killed all of these girls he sure wasn't scared to kill me.

"So what do you think?" Leonardo asked.

"What do I think? I think I'm scared for my life." I responded

"You shouldn't be! I only killed these girl because they weren't like my wife Angela. But your like her... So far." He said with a smirk

"Just fantastic."

"Let me give you a tour."

Leonardo walked towards the bodies and dragged me with him.

I'm going to be one of these girls soon i thought terrified at the thought of being just another dead body.

Leonardo gestures towards the bodies and I know have a better view of the women. They all have major bumps and bruises and gashes all over their faces.

One girl was missing a leg. One was missing an arm. Another didn't have any arms.

All of these girls were missing some body part like Alex was.

What am body part am I going to loose soon? Just the thought sends chills down my neck.

Leonardo was a sick serial killer and I was just another one of his helpless innocent victims. And at any point I could be down in this room, dead.

In the midst of my thoughts Leonardo pulls me back upstairs to the kitchen.

We reached the top of the stairs and I never thought I'd miss the smell of this kitchen, but compared to the death room below this kitchen smells like a flower shop.

"Ready for dinner?" Leonardo asked

How can someone eat after what I had just saw and done not too long ago?

"Um sure." I said not wanting to refuse his offer so I can stay alive.

"Great! I'll put some chicken on a skillet!"

"Marvelous."

I look for a clock to see how long I've been isolated in this place for. I find one above the fridge.

It's only 6 pm.

I feel like I have spent weeks in this place. I have been through so much in just one day. I don't want to know what tomorrow has in store.

I sit down at the kitchen table and listen to the crackling sound of the sizzling chicken. I try to imagine the life I had yesterday just yesterday I was sitting in a classroom learning. No I wasn't enjoying learning but I would much rather sit in a classroom for the rest of my life instead of being stabbed and killing people.

Leonardo took the chicken off the skillet and picked up two dirty plates from the sink. He dropped the chicken onto the nasty plates and handed me one of them. I really don't wanna eat this but I kinda want my tongue.

I quickly ate my chicken in silence sitting next to Leonardo at the kitchen table. He watched me eat the entire time. Why is he so creepy?

I got up and put my plate into the sink after all my chicken was gone; Leonardo followed, of course.

The only way I know how to get away from him is to go to sleep.

"Leonardo can I go on to bed I'm really tired?"

"Sure Mary."

I climbed into the bed in my new room where most likely all those girls who are dead down stairs have slept in.