Zoey Prescott and The Ghostface

Chapter 36

I woke up to feel the light brush of grass against my skin. I got up painfully to see no one around. I turned to see that I was laying in my front yard, standing in front of my house. I slowly walked into my house, looking at the blood stained floors as I walked.
I walked into the kitchen to find food filling the table, and I realized how hungry I was. I quickly rushed over and grabbed some bread to eat.
"Sit down and eat," said a voice behind me. I turned to see Randy holding a gun and smiling at me.
"I'm not that hungry," I lie.
Randy walked forward and placed the the gun against my head, "sit down."
I slowly sit down and Randy moves to the other side of the table and sits across from me.
"How was your nap?" Randy asks with a hint of a smirk on his face.
"Fine," I say, "but just wait until Billy gets here, your nap will be permanent."
Randy slams his fist into the table, "stop talking about Billy. He'll be a dead man if he comes anywhere near you."
I look up into Randy's cold, lifeless eyes and I know he's telling the truth.