I Choose You

Chapter Twenty Five - Take Off The Mask

"Honestly, I think it's someone who has avenges against you," Jessie said, continuing to try and figure out who was trying to murder us all.

"Yes, that is the obvious here. Ann?" Ann was siting on her bed, legs pulled up against her chest and he rocked back and forth. Her eyes were wide, pupils dilated, and her mouth open wide. She shook her head and looked at me, still in fetal position.

"Who? What? I didn't murder it!" she screamed.

"I asked who you thought is doing this."

"Oh, um," she looked at her daughter guiltily, swallowing hard, "I don't think it's that serial killer freak. He wouldn't go through that much effort and risk it all. Plus, what kind of criminal mastermind goes by the same name when he got away with it the first time? I think it's someone who is simply trying to scare you but putting us all on the brink of death and going by a criminal's name, but not completely doing the deed." Ann went back into her trance, rocking back and forth. I looked at Jessie with a concerned look, and she nodded. I guess this was normal.

The door swung open, revealing another man in a hazmat suit. He had a case in his hands. he came over to me and dropped it on the foot of my bed, completely ignoring Ann and her freak-out. "Your mother," he simply stated and left, allowing the door to close behind him. I reached open, wincing in pain, then opened the case. I unzipped the black case, revealing my laptop. Yes.

I flipped open the smooth, silver top and powered it up. There was a yellow sticky note on the keyboard in my mum's sloppy cursive.

Alex! All your stuff was in your room. They cleared this out of the crime scene (somehow), so I decided you should have something. If you're reading this, it passed the test to get into the shrine (aka where you are staying). I want to send more, but I'm not sure it'll pass. Bear with us, babe. We'll get you guys out soon! Much love, Mum xx

I smiled at my mum's note, then placed it to the side as my screen's brightness flashed in front of my face. The first thing I did was log into Twitter so I could see what was going on. Nothing new, really, the news of me being in here must've not gotten out, thank God.

I went to go on YouTube, but I got a video call request from a number I did not know. As soon as the name loaded, I knew who it was and I knew I had to answer it. I moved my cursor and clicked 'accept', then situated my laptop on my lap.

"Hello," I robot voice said.

"Turn off the app," I demanded to the black screen. I turned to Jessie, who was snapping her fingers. She shrugged, pointing at my screen. I shook my head, turning back to the computer.

"No, nice try, little boy - I mean girl." The fake voice chuckled, angering me.

"Show me your face. Why are you so scared of a little girl?" He laughed again, and I sighed, trying to keep my cool. An walked next to me, startling me. I waved her off, trying not to let him know everyone was here. I turned dup my volume, allowing everyone to hear him.

"All you'll ever know is my name is Philip, and I will not show you my identity because I have yet to kill you." I looked around, trying hard not to seem as nervous as I was.

"Okay," I said, slowly, "Why don't you turn on you camera? I mean, you're such a good criminal, even a full face description couldn't allow the police to find you." There was a click, and the screen came to life with color from its past black state. My fingers started to tingle with the fact I got the camera on and I could actually be the help of locking this guy up, but my hopes soon faded with the sight of a masked man on my screen. He was wearing a blue, collared polo shirt and a back ski mask, with holes for the nose mouth and eyes.

"And you thought I'd show myself," he said, laughing again. Maybe there was something wrong with him, besides the fact he wanted to kill me. "Now, you do as I say or else. . ."

"Or else what?" I knew it was meant to fade and hang in the air, but I snapped back anyway.

"You die." Philip said, the movement of his lips moving the mask. I nodded, then looked around the room, seeing Jessie and Ann staring at me, their mouths agape. I nodded, and he continued to speak, "First, I am your Sir, or Master. Nothing Less."

"Yes, Sir." He faceless mouth formed into a sly smile before turning serious once again.

"You believe I am very handsome, which I am, and follow all my orders. Understand?"

"Yes, Master. Please, may you take off your mask so I can see how handsome you obviously are?" I tried to sweet talk him, but it didn't seem to work. He reached his hand up to the fabric and grabbed the end, once again filling me with hope. He lifted it, stopping at his nose. "Oh, very handsome so far, please, do continue."

"No farther. You see, now, my good looks."

"I want to see the rest, Sir, I want to be jealous of how handsome you are." Ann looked at me as I talked to Philip smoothly, although my hands were trembling on my lap.

"You wish," he scoffed, slamming his hands on whatever was under him.

"I really do," I said, smiling, "Please show me?" He at for a minute, thinking, before nodding. He moved his camera toward the ceiling, causing me to look at a white wall. There was some shuffling, then he put his hand on the lens, making everything go black and red.

"Ready?"

"Oh, yes Sir," I said, and he removed his hand, allowing me to see what was in store.

[A/N: Wrote this in like, a half hour. It's a new record! Everything just flowed out, i guess.

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