Blackwood

Chapter 4

(Y/n)'s POV

Blood.

My stomach churned. My father was covered in blood and i didnt know if it was his or not. I faintly heard my mom gasp at the sight of my father.

When my father rushed out, he said something to the cops that made them run inside the house. My mother ran over to my father. They spoke in quiet panicked voices while glancing around. The more i stared at my father, the sicker i felt. I could feel bile rise up in my throat.

I ran over to a bush and vomited. A few seconds after, i felt soft hands push my hair back. I glance up for a second and see my mom standing there. She looked worried, her usually tan skin was as pale as a ghost. She softly rubbed my back. "Whenever you feel better, the cops would like to speak with you." She spoke in a quiet voice, before kissing my head and walking over to a squad car.

I sat for another minute or two before i wiped my mouth and walked over to the cops that my mom was standing with. They asked me the basic questions. "What did they look like?" "Did they see you?" "Do you know them?" "Did you know the person in the house?". I answered as best i could and gave the description of the white hoodie, pale skin. And the blue mask. As i was standing by the squad car while they were writing my words down, i look into the woods behind them. The feeling of eyes on me was itching my skin. I scanned the woods but couldnt see anyone. Maybe i was just crazy.

But then the faint color of blue caught my attention. My breath hitched. I stared closer and soon saw something white appear next to the faint blue. I could see the features more clearly. The white one, was a boy. His eyes were open wide and his hair a black messy mop on his head, ghostly white skin. So i was right. But then i noticed something to make my skin crawl, his smile. It was haunting. I could clearly see the slits on his cheeks that stretched the smile more. My heart pounded and i could feel myself turning pale. My eyes grew wide and i could feel the anxiety ringing in my body, planting my feet into the dirt. I then looked to the blue. Black clothes with a hood pulled up, that was correct too. I could see brown tuffs of hair sticking out from under the hood, it looked like a boy as well. I then looked to his face and i finally found out what the blue was.

A mask. A navy blue mask, with black eyeholes with black paint dripping down. Something about the mask seemed ominous and haunting almost just like mr. smiley standing next to him. I could feel my body grow weak as I stared at them. They knew i saw them. Because they were staring me right in the face. I could see hints of red scattered among the mr. smileys face and clothes. Mask face had faint splatters of red. But from who. I dont think it was theirs. So whos...

I saw the white ones face twist up into a  psychotic smile, stretching even further than the one already cut into his face. The mask one tilted his head, i could feel the same haunting look as the other ones. They knew i pieced it together. I slowly turned to look at the house my dad just ran from. Police tape blocked the door and windows. I could hear another siren approach. I turn and look back at the woods, to the creepy faces standing amongst the trees. I saw the white one raise his hand and wave and mouth the words. See you soon. My hesrt felt like it stopped.

Just then an ambulance drove past my face. When it past, they were gone. I felt my knees buckle as i fell and hit the dirt hard. My mom shrieked at my sudden fall. Both her and the cops leaned down. One of the cops yelling for one of the paramedics. They rushed over and shined a light in my eyes. But i kept my gaze fixated on the starry sky. The world seemed to spin and swirl. I felt numb. All sounds around me seemed to silence, even my moms shouting. I watch as my dad comes to my side, not moving my gaze from the sky. Everything felt like it was in slow motion.

After what felt like hours, my dad and a cop pulled me to my feet, wrapping my arms around each of their shoulders. I looked straight ahead, the slow motion still continuing and the silence still engulfing me. The lights flashed around me, illuminating the night. Out of everything around me, the one thing to catch my attention was the stretcher going past me. An open body bag lay open on it and a tan wrinkly hand, sticking out. The numbness in my body practically ringing into my nerves, as i looked up to see the face of the victim. There. Laying in a bloody mess, her face trapped in a scream. Was the woman i spoke to this morning. Her soft wrinkles and friendly face, twisted into one of horror. Why her?

I wanted to cry, but my body wouldn't let me. I felt heavy and sleepy. My head buzzing and my ears ringing. I watched helplessly as my dad and the cop dragged me to one of the ambulance that drove up. I felt my eyes begin to close as they put me onto a stretcher.

That last thing i saw was my mom and dad rushing into the ambulance with me until finally the darkness consumed me.

A/N: Decided to do update a second time today. I had an idea for this chapter and i didnt wanna forget it. So enjoy my second update even if it isnt the best. And sorry if it seems rushed lol. Enjoy!