Prologue

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Jay's P.O.V.

I was trapped under the basement of a cabin.

I could tell because there was a wind escaping from a small window making a whistling sound.

The room temperature was also cold. I didn't know where this cabin was located. I couldn't even see my surroundings.

My hands were tied behind a chair with what felt like rope. My legs and torso were also tied back as well.  The room smelled moldy, and it seemed like a rat died in here.

The last thing I remember was being at the local bar and meeting a girl.

I was having problems with my girlfriend, Zoey, that's why I decided to drink. She doesn't trust me and rarely talks to me.

Zoey believes I'm cheating on her with someone. Now, I'll never get to see her again.

I heard the door to the basement opened and a person started walking down the stairs.

The stairs were made of wood since it creaked so much. I could hear the footsteps of that person coming closer towards me.

Then it stopped and a hand traced my jawline.

I was anxiously waiting for the person to speak. Then I felt a sharp, metallic object trace my left cheek.

My heart started beating fast. I didn't want today to be my last day, I didn't even get to say goodbye to my family and Zoey.

The person cut off the handkerchief that kept me blindfolded. I expected to see my abductor but what I saw made my heart drop. The smell of dead rat turned out to be remains of people.

There were arms, legs, torsos, and heads dismembered from people's body.

I soon realized it was my family's dismembered bodies. I saw my two younger sisters with their face covered in tears and blood while their mouths hung open. My mom's eyes were missing and my dad's teeth were gone.

I wanted to throw up but all I could do is cry. I tried looking around the room trying to find the person who did this to my family. I felt frustrated because I couldn't see anyone and the ropes restrained me from getting up.

"Who are you?! Why did you do this to my family?!" I frantically shouted. There was no response.

I just needed to know who did this. I tried breaking the ropes around my wrist, but it was no use. Then a hard object was hit against the side of my head and everything went black.

When I woke up I was laying on a silver, metallic bed. I was strapped down with leather belts and I quickly realized it was one of those rooms in a asylum. My mouth was taped shut.

The door opened and a person dressed in a white, baggy suit with a gas mask. I couldn't tell if it was a girl or boy.

"Why did you do this to me?" I asked, "Did I do something wrong?" The person only came closer and stated quiet.

The person grabbed a scalpel and cut open my forearm. I screamed in pain but it was muffled by the tape. Then he or she made a small cut on my neck.

Then they grabbed a hammer and smashed it on both my knees. I started to cry from the pain. I just wanted the pain to be over and this person to kill me. The person picked up a saw and started cutting off my arms and legs.

I could feel the pain but due to blood loss, I can barely feel anything. The saw moved to my neck, and then the person took off the gas mask.

"Why would you do this?" I could barely even say those words. Then the saw started cutting through my neck.

Finally, everything went black.

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