My name is Jason and I am 17. I awoke on a cement floor in some sort of basement. My ankles and wrists were tied so tightly i saw dried blood on the ropes on my wrists. I look around but find nothing. Then I look up past my left shoulder and see a cut can. I flip so I can crawl to it hoping it would slowly cut through the rope. As i start to try and cut through the ropes i hear a person step behind me. I flip onto my back and into the same position I was in before. I close my eyes hoping that whoever it is did not see me. I feel a hand touch my forehead and then move down to my feet. They start to untie my feet and then i feel my arms being pulled up and the ropes loosen around my wrists until they are free. Then they stand and as they do i open my eyes to find it is one person, a man in a mask. I jump up and push him towards a table placed in the center of the room. I realize it is a cross. I find a metal rod and hit his back with it multiple times before dropping it and running down a dark hallway.
At the end of the hallway is another large room full of boxes and tables. I hear footsteps again, coming from the hallway and i jump behind a table with boxes both under and on top of it. I try and settle my breathing, hoping he will not have heard me. A light flickers on and boxes start to move.I try moving farther behind the boxes but end up bumping something and causing noise. Eventually the light goes back off and I hear him walk away. I come out of hiding and look down the hallway to see if he is gone. I hear a click behind me and i whip around to see only his hand shooting out of the dark and wrapping around my mouth to muffle the scream. Something is soft and I realize he is holding a cloth to my mouth. I try and scream again but all that happens is darkness closing in on me.
When I yet again awake I find myself tied down to the cross I saw earlier. I cough and find myself with a dry throat, as well as being slightly dizzy. It must be from being knocked out those 2 times or dehydrated. My stomach growls in pain and I realize I have no idea how long I've been here. A day, maybe 2. I look around and see the masked figure approach out of the shadows.
"Who are you?!" I scream at him. He walks up to me and starts punching me in the face. When he finally stops I turn my head to the side and cough blood. When I turn my head back and look at him he turns and walks towards a cabinet in the corner of the room, and I realize I never saw it before so I must be in another room. When he walks back to me I see he is holding a hammer in one hand and nails in the other.
"No please don't. Don't do this". Right as I say this he starts hammering the rust tipped nail into my right hand. I try and scream but all that comes out is a slight moan. I try and pull away even though I know there is no way to escape. He hammers the nail half in before walking slowly to my left side. I sob and start begging, pleading but there is nothing I can do. He places the nail in the center of my hand and raises the hammer. I shake my head and begging him even more. He looks at me and in that instant I swear his mask grinned with him. I knew he was enjoying the pain he was bringing me. He swings his hammer and I start sobbing even more. Soon this nail is like the other half in my hand half not. By now I'm shivering from the cold and from the pain. I moan and try and breath through the pain. I look up and see him pull a knife out of his pocket. He walks right up beside me and as I blink away tears he places the knife against my bare chest. He pushes down until blood pours out lightly and pulls to the right, creating a gash in my chest. I scream and sob even more. He pulls the blade way and lifts his mask. I look at him and my head falls backwardsagainst the wood. He lifts the knife and I look at him saying "Please I beg you. I'll do anything. Just please don't kill me. Please," and continously pleading and begging. He looks me dead in the eye and smiles the slams the knife into my stomach. I gasp and look at him. He lifts the knife and plunges it into my stomach and chest again and again.He stops after 7 times but by now blood is filling my lungs and mouth with blood. I see a bright life then darkness. I am dead.
