The clearing opened up, showing a scared teenager clutching to her phone.
He watched her curiously, as she desperatly tried to turn her device.
With a scream of outrage she threw her phone at the floor.
"HELP! ANYONE HELP, PLEASE!"
His curiosity for the girl vanished and was replaced by annoyance.
Boss hated it when one of his victims screamed.
Stepping out of the clearing, he calmly and quietly grabbed his blade from his coat.
"Hello?" He called quietly.
The girl turned around.
"Oh God! Did that man get you to?"
He said nothing but came closer.
She grabbed his arm and he repressed the urge to sneer at the girl.
"C'mon, we gotta get out of here!"
She pulled on his arm harder.
He pushed down his hatred for her and instead made his eyes go wide.
"Oh, I'm sorry. But we really need to get going okay?"
"No." He said this with just a hint of his revulsion towards her.
"Listen, we gotta go. Okay? By the way, I'm Sarina. What's your name?"
He said nothing, but instead stood there, the girl still tugging on his coat.
"Hello? It's not safe here."
He quickly jabbed the knife that he had hidden behind his back into he rib.
Screaming, she fell down.
She put her hands to the open wound to try to stop the blood from rushing out.
She felt herself going dizzy as the boy knelt down so that they were eye to eye.
"You asked me some questions? Well, my name is Your Worst Nightmare, and yes, as you can tell it really isn't safe here."
"You.." She gurgled up some of her own blood.
"Bye."
She lay on the snow, picture perfect.
The tiny 6 year old boy grabbed his knife from her ribs and wandered off to find Boss.
