Evil Eyes, Wicked Mind

Evil Eyes, Wicked Mind: Chapter 1

BANG!

 Shit! What the hell was that!

I was crouched down on the floor of my bathroom, hiding from the intruder that broke into my home moments ago. I'm fucked, I'm fucked I'm fucked! What am I going to do! Everyone in the foster home has been slaughtered.. Poor Mary, she was only 5 months old.. When I was running to the bathroom I saw her on the ground, mangled and bloody, with a splinter of wood sticking from her neck from when the intruder threw her at the side table resting next to the sofa.

What does he want?

I slid behind the toilet, praying to whatever god exsisted that the intruder wouldn't walk past the bathroom. I was smarter that that.. He would know where I was if I shut the door and locked it. But if he walked by, I would be cut up, put in a blender, and made into his blood slushie. My head was way to big to fit behind the seat.

I clutched my knife closer and kissed it. Pure silver. If he came in here I may still have a chance to live. Why does this have to be like a typical horror movie.. I thought it was all fake, but it all seems too real. I shut my eyes tight and listened so intently for a sound that I felt like my ears would bleed. I felt exposed.. With my head on my knees my neck was open for the intruder to slice. Silencing the thought, my hands flew up to cover my head and neck. 

I need to get out of here.. The longer I stay in one place, the more likely he'll find me.

I took a deep breath and lifted my head slowly, eyes still shut, careful to make no noise. I heard a sickening sound of bones snaping in half and the sound of clothes dropping to the floor. I didn't want to open my eyes.

What the hell is happening!

I slowly opened my eyes and saw that the intruder was in the hallway, facing the other way. He was holding one of the orphans in his arms. I strained my eyes to see through the blackness of night and saw that he was holding Victorlia, and she was coated with blood from a source which was unknown to me. I heard more snapping and a ripping noise. I felt like I was going to be sick. But if I was, I would be next. And I had no idea if Vic was still alive and feeling everything he did to her. She looked so frail in his arms. He could do anything he wanted to her at this point. I could see her hand  groping his shoulder, but not a sound escaped her crimson colored lips. What was he doing to her? I had to help her if she was still alive! She must be going through such pain..

I moved slowly to get up, but when I was halfway up, I saw the intruder yank something off of Victorlia in one clean motion, a grotesque sound to match. It sounded like he pulled her skin off from her thin frame. I didn't want to think about it.. I sank back down between the cold, grimy tile wall and the toilet. He was approaching the bathroom! Fuck!