The Murderer||Glee

Three Blind Mice

"How far should we go?" asked Finn walking through the dark forest with Kurt and Mercedes.

"A little further" Kurt replied, shining the dim torch around.

It wasn't a great source for light and kept flickering.

The trio were walking incredibly close to each other out of fear so that they were all touching.

Although they believed they were escaping from the killer, they were still exceptionally afraid.

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"Matt" a voice whispered as Matt lay in bed.

Matt looked startled; he glanced around searching for the source of the voice.

Upon discovery that it hadn't come from his sleeping friend, Mike, he headed over to the door.

Opening it he saw that Santana was standing there outside the cabin in a short, white, floaty nightdress.

Her hair fell loosely by her shoulders and she looked scared, innocent and vulnerable.

It was clear from her puffy, red eyes that she had been crying.

Matt thought that she had never looked more beautiful, mystical even, in the moonlight.

"Hi" he whispered nervously.

"I'm sorry" she replied sadly, staring at Matt, as a fresh tear rolled down her cheek.

"You have no reason to be. Do you want to come in?" He asked.

Santana shook her head and took Matt's hand.

"Come with me" she whispered, leading him to her cabin.

Matt glanced back at Mike and then followed Santana, completely mesmerised by her radiance.

"I need somebody" She said softly as she led Matt to her bed. "I don't want to be the villain anymore"

"You don't have to be." He replied.

Then there were no more words.

Santana took her hand and placed it gently on Matt's cheek, caressing his smooth skin.

They came together in an embrace and their lips found each other.

Matt stroked her silky, black hair as they kissed tenderly; immersed in the moment.

***

"What was that?" Mercedes asked, feeling terrified.

"Probably just an owl" Kurt responded, unconvinced.

He shone the torch around looking for a bird.

Finn's heart was beating so loud and fast that he felt like he was about to explode.

"I'm not sure about this, guys. I think I'm just going to head back." He mumbled; too scared to carry on.

"You'll get killed Finn, and you have no torch" Kurt replied, terrified that they would be split up.

Although he was scared he knew it would be a million times worse without Finn.

Just then Kurt's torch flickered out for the last time, leaving the trio in complete darkness, except for the faint light from the moon.

"Oh, hell no" Mercedes grumbled.

"We need to keep together" Kurt whispered.

The three took each other's hands; Mercedes in the middle and the boys on either side.

They were all trembling.

"What do we do now?" Finn questioned quietly.

"We wait for a bit" Mercedes replied.

Suddenly Finn began to scream; a haunting, bloodcurdling scream.

He writhed in pain as he felt a knife being stabbed continuously into his body.

It was the most excruciating, unbearable pain he had ever felt.

Mercedes and Kurt heard the splashing sound of Finn's body being ripped apart.

His blood splattered on them.

"Finn!" Mercedes yelled.

They couldn't see anything, which made the whole ordeal much more terrifying.

"Help!" He bellowed, crying with agony.

The screaming continued for a couple of seconds and then stopped.

They heard Finn's lifeless body fall to the floor.

"NOOOOOO" Kurt screamed.

The pair hugged each other, shaking.

Then the horror continued as a knife was stabbed into Mercedes back.

She began to scream and cry.

"Mercedes!" Kurt cried.

"Stop it. Stop it, you psycho" Mercedes shouted, throbbing in pain.

But Kurt was next. The slashing and chilling screams continued for a couple of minutes until the teenagers were nothing but a pile of bloody bodies on the forest floor.

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