Ian's POV.
we are at some place deep in this place.there are weird drawings in the wall and the lights that is turning on and off creep me out.but the problem is,Vivian is always freaking out. "Ian! why are you so calm? can't you see that the girl that we see earlier,her head is split open! the killer is here!" she shouted at me and i remember the corpse that is scattered here.
but i just ignore her.she says nothing special anyway.as we walk deeper,all i can feel is..FEAR.it now eats me alive.and i can't get out! to closer inspection,all windows and doors is yep,tightly shut and they looked like decorations in the wall. "o-oh my.." Vivian muttered and her back facing me.i looked at what she is looking at.to my horror,its a writing and blood was used to write it.
it says, "THE END IS NEAR." i just stood there,frozen.what the hell did these mean? its so freaky as shit. "e-earth to ian." Vivian tapped my shoulder but her eyes is really scared so i rubbed her back. "i-iam scared! if we also get head-splitted like that we would be goners!" Vivian sobbed and i can't help but let a few tears fell from my eyes.my mom is living alone at our house,i have no sibling,my dad is working late shifts,anf i don't want mom to worry about me. even if they search and search,they will never find us.cause this place is,trapped in another world..
"Something's coming!" Vivian whispered,her voice shaking in fear and i wrapped my arms protectively over her shoulders. then i started to hear loud footsteps and man's groan. "oh my god.." i muttered softly and all the lights went off. "Ian!" Vivian hugged me back.i feel scared,but i need to be strong for her.
Vivian's POV
i started to have panic attacks again! and all the lights freaking went out! shit. now,what do we do? i hear another groan,and the lights opened but they still started to blink. i saw a man,his skin was deep green,like hulk.his wearing a brown farmer jacket and his eyes was colored in red and the worst is..HE HAS A BIG AXE IN HIS HAND.
"vivian.run." he said tapping my shoulder.hell no.iam not going to leave him here. "no ian,come on.lets leave!" i said but he just look at me with worried eyes.his beautiful green eyes shining like a forest. but its too late,the man stretched his axe and almost wave it towards me,when Ian hugged me and..the axe hit his back. "Iaaaan!" i sobbed.he.he saved me.he saved my life. but today,reality always makes me remember not to day dream first, he stomped his way to me and i screamed and tried to budge on a wooden door infront of me. "Cooome ooon! oooooppeeeen!!" i shouted,but after a few stretches,i immediately opened the door and run for my life.
i just runned there and let my steps wander around.i sobbed and it became a choked sob. i sit into a corner and sob. no one is following me i know. and i also know i don't have any chance to live. but i hear a gasp just a few meters away from me,i saw Melinda,she look really tired and she has a wound on her elbow and she is studying me.
"Lin!" i call her to her nickname and hugged her. i pushed my emotions out in her arms. she hugged back and then after calming down i pulled away. "wait,why are you crying anyway?" she asked with a very confused face. she loves Ian,i love Ian too. how could we accept that he died?
"Ian.." i started and her eyes gets a little watery and i think that she gets what i said and she started to cry like a baby.i swear that we will miss him so much. i grabbed her arm to the room where me and Ian went.
i didn't found Ian. but what i found is..
both two piece of Ian's hand laying in the floor..
we began to cry and stomp our feet and scream.i don't know anymore.Linda goes beside Ian's left hand and mine is the right.
"i know you love him Vivian." she started. "and i love him too." she began to cry again but she stopped it.
"but,we can't do anything anymore.just to hold his hand and forget all.the problem." when she said that i started to also sob. and i can see that she slides her hand on Ian's dead ones. and i do the same to the right. and we just sit there on the cold,creepy room.
Holding both of Ian's dead hands.
