Cerise's POVI continued walking inside the forest, my heart beating faster in every second. I fixed my hoodie avoided my head, hiding my identity from every living creature.
Silence is the only thing I can hear, however, I suddenly heard a voice somewhere. Voices to be exact. I'm pretty sure that I'm not having hallucinations since I can hear their footsteps going to my direction.
I quickly hid behind a tree, which serves as my hiding place for the next minutes.
I listened to their conversation as they walked.
"That was so fun!"
"I agree."
"How many persons have we killed again?"
What. The. Fuck.
Did I just encounter a bunch of killers in the middle of this forest?
You've got to be shitting me.
I started walking away from my hiding place, preparing myself to run. The problem is, my stupid foot stepped on a fucking branch, causing it to make a sound.
The killers also stopped talking, aware that there's another presence besides them.
Shit.
"Did you here that?" Said a guy. The other person hummed in response.
"If you see a person, you only have to do one thing. Kill."
As soon as I heard that coming from the killer's mouth, I didn't even think twice about running. I thought I already lost them after a few minutes however, I heard running footsteps going to my direction as well. I ran as fast as I could but I soon ran out of breath.
I hid again, hoping they won't find me.
"Come out, come out, wherever you are~"
I tried calming down myself from this situation I have gotten to, covering my mouth to calm my breathing.
"Gotcha."
The killer grabbed me by the hand, then threw me on the ground. Two other guys arrived, bloody weapons on their hands. I groaned in pain but I was still able to stand up.
I was able to see the appearances of the killers. One was wearing a black hoodie and a blue mask, with a black substance oozing out of its eyes, holding a scalpel. The other is wearing glasses, wearing a leather jacket over his white shirt. And he has electric blue hair. His weapon is a double headed ax. Holy fuck.
And the last guy is wearing a bloodstained white hoodie with a knife, and a... smile carved on his face?
Please don't tell me this is Jeff the Killer I am talking about.
Oh well.
After a few seconds of observing me, the guy with the blue mask attacked me first with his weapon. I didn't expect his attack so I got stabbed in the shoulder. I hissed in pain as I pulled his scalpel out.
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Control ~ Creepypasta Fanfic
Hayran KurguNormal? That word will NEVER be in my dictionary. Killers? Monsters? Creepy shit? I don't think so. I never knew I was one of them. I thought I was alone in this situation. I never expected this to happen. However, my life suddenly goes upside down...