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You wake up and immediately notice that the room you are in, or the bed you are on, is not yours. You look around in confusion. "Maybe this is just a dream?" You ask yourself, already knowing it isn't a dream. It feels too real. "Hmm, what's this?" You slowly get up from the bed which seems to be just a piece of wood, and you squint at the small coffee table beside you. "Five days." You read aloud, puzzled. "What's that supposed to mean anyways?" You wander off to the small closet in the corner of the room and open it. It's pretty rusted. "Nothing in here." You say. For some reason, you don't feel panicked or scared. Not even the slightest bit nervous. And you're usually not the person to stay calm during situations like this. You're known in your family to break down over being home alone for 3 seconds.
STOMP
"What the hell was that?!" You blurt out loudly. Panicked, you crawl under the bed and crouch down. You start to breathe heavily and your heartbeat races. You keep your eyes focused on the door for around 4 minutes when you see it creak open very slowly. You hold your breath. The door opens enough so you can see the creature that opened it.
She had short, white hair, and wore a baggy, white dress to match. There were reddish-brown stains at the bottom of her dress, which made you question what she was doing in her freetime. She had a deformed face, her eyes so small and beady, and her skin almost a burnt color. The texture even looked burnt. She was rather short, and had a baseball bat in her hand. The bat had that same reddish-brown stain on the tip.
"Oh. My. God." You whispered to yourself. The woman got closer, and closer. She kept taking baby steps toward the bed before she came to a halt and dropped a beartrap down right in front of you. You glared at the trap with wide eyes. The woman left the room, and then to top off the weird and creepy vibe that she gave off, she did a high pitched chuckle as she slammed the door shut. You got out from under the bed and got chills just remembering what she looked like. You dodged the beartrap as you walked over to the door, and as you placed your hand on the doorknob, you realized she locked it on her way out. "Shit." You mumbled, turning away from the door. "Maybe she comes where she hears noise." You thought.
Without thinking, you kicked a vase over. It didn't even shatter. It just... looked a bit scratched up. You jogged over to the bed and crawled under in a hurry. And as you had predicted, the woman practically teleported in. "You want to play hide and seek?" The woman taunted. She giggled. You shook your head slowly. She picked up the vase and brushed it off. "Stupid kid doesn't think I see him." She said under her voice. She said it loud enough for you to hear. "I- who are you?!" You stammered, bravely stepping out from under the bed. She gasped. "Kid, you almost gave me a heart attack." You smiled. She seemed nice. "Hi, what's your name?" You asked, trying to stay calm. "My name? I forgot. It started with an E I think." She replied. You laughed. "With old age comes a bad memory, I guess?" You said, putting a hand on your hip. "You're calling me old?" The woman argued, marching towards you. "I guess I'll just have to punish you, then."
The woman pushed you over onto the wooden bed, and ripped off your shirt to reveal your six pack. She looked you up and down and smirked. "You just look so easy to take advantage of." She glared at you, and squinted. You didn't know what to do at this point. You were questioning life. "Uh yeah, you could say that..." You replied, trying to get the woman's hands off of your neck. She started pouring candle wax on your chest and then burning it. It hurt for only a second, then the pain turned into a very relaxing sensation. "Don't you love that?" She asked, adding emphasis on "love".
You gulped, and nodded. She was still strangling you, so you basically couldn't do anything. She tortured you with pleasure until you passed out.
TO BE CONTINUED!!
