Halloween Hell

Chapter 9: Puzzle Pieces

Piper's P.O.V.
10:13, Preparing myself for the worst, The last room.
It's empty. Nothing but a locked exit door, the door I just came through, empty space, and a speaker in the middle of the room. I just want to get this over with. "I see that you are the last one, Piper. I'm glad to see it. I was rooting for you the entire time. Congratulations." Trickster spoke. I hated it when I didn't have anyone with me while he spoke. It scared me even more. That's not what I need. I don't need any of this. I want it to stop. But the nightmare just keeps repeating. Over and over. His voice, continuing as if he was the valedictorian at your high school graduation. Never ending. "Now, as your prize, you can leave. Unless you want to stay and know who I am." I thought. I can't report this to the police. There are no witnesses, I don't know exactly where we are, and I don't know Trickster's identity. If I die by his hand here, at least I'll get to see my friends again. If, somehow, I lived, I could go to the police and get justice for my fallen friends. "Who are you?" I asked. The speaker didn't respond. The exit door opened. There was a man, with a mask made of trash around his face. He took it off slowly. "Janitor Jim?" I asked. "You know, out of every body in your school, you're the only one who cared about me as a person and not an object. That's why I did this. To dispose of the garbage. I installed cameras everywhere down here to see where you all were going and to quickly set things in the right place." All of what he was saying, was like puzzle pieces, all coming together at once. I would have never suspected Jim. "Now that you know this, I can't afford having you go to the police about this. I'm afraid I'll have to kill you." He lunged towards me with his hands and tried to strangle me.