Chapter 2

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Ever since the encounter with Michael, Maddey had trouble staying focused. She would constantly be thinking about him, his features, from the scars that littered his face, to his brown almost black eyes that peered through her with his emotionless stare. She had to see him again. But how?

It was about 8:15pm, all the patients were being transferred into their rooms for the night and many of the staff were packing up to head home after a long day of work. Once everyone left Maddey sauntered down the halls looking through each window trying to find him, until she came down to a barely lit hallway with one solid steel door at the end of it, she walked slowly towards it and looked through. It was him. He was in his regular stance sitting still like a statue only this time he was staring at the wall. She stood there admiring his figure, imaging the skin underneath the clothes that covered his strong figure as she reached for the handle and slowly turned it until a click was heard pushing the door open just enough for her to walk through before gently closing it.

The air was tense the only thing that could be heard was her soft breathing. His back was still facing her, she wondered if he even knew she was there until she spoke.

"Hey....it's me again"

Silence.

"Sorry for visiting you so late....just...I wanted to see you again.." she said taking a step.

Silence.

" Michael...is your name right?" She looked over his form noticing him slightly turn his face to the side as if he was answering.

Silence.

"Loomis states that what's inside you is...evil and that there's nothing human inside of you....only the verge to kill." She said whispering the last bit.

"But...the way I see it is that...there's still human in you...even...." She paused looking away.

"Even if...you want to kill me...I would still see human in you..." What am I doing? I just said that right in front of a serial killer, God I'm so dead. She looks back towards his body only to be met with his muscular back facing her.

Silence. She sighed.

"I..better go....sorry for disturbing your night...goodbye.." she said turning around and twisting the doorknob only to notice that the lock prevented it from opening. A sickening pain hit her in the stomach when she heard a click the second time, she hesitantly searched for her keys through her coat only to not find them. Oh no. I forgot my keys.

Fear begins to slowly rise the more she realizes what kind of situation she's in, with the fear and anxiety going through her she doesn't realize the sound of slow steps walking towards her. She turns around only for two hands to box her in against the door causing her to squeak in surprise.

She looks up seeing Michael's bulky form keeping her there, fear courses through her veins almost making her knees buckle underneath her, finding it nearly impossible to breath thinking of what was going to happen, tears pricking her eyes from how terrified she was. Is this how I'm going to die? She thought.

The heavy breaths of Michael was the only sound that prevented the room from being completely silent, his chest rising and falling steadily. Maddey looked around trying to look for a way to escape only losing hope knowing that she's stuck in here with him, Michael keeps his eyes locked on her shaking form. A tear escapes from her blue iris. Maybe I could try to reason with him, maybe he will let me go?

"M-Michael...I.." before she could finish Michael pulls her towards him and covers her mouth. She squirms trying to get out of his grasp but he only tightens his grip, she tries to scream only for muffled noises to escape while he drags her towards the wall beside the door as if he's....hiding. All hope is lost for her until she hears the sound of footsteps approaching the door, she struggles hard against him until a voice speaks up.

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