The Misadventures of Cleo Simpson

The Misadventures of Cleo Simpson Part 3

As soon as her finger pressed against the trigger she felt a rush of regret. Years in that warehouse and he was the kindest to her out of all those brutes. She stared at his corpse and took a deep breath. She had to leave before they would find her again. 

She walked through the forest with fear coursing through her veins. After years of waiting to be saved she saved herself. All that was left to do was to take the rest of them down. As soon as she remembered what they had done to her all of her guilt went away and she felt better about what she had done. She was ready to kill now. 

With a new fire burning inside of her she marched through the dark forest hoping that one day she could find her family again. 

"I'm okay," she tried to convince herself. Honestly though, she was anything but okay. She jut wanted this to all be over. And she knew that it wouldn't be over until she killed Jack. Jack was the man behind the murders and missing girls. He was in charge. 

Jack had taken girls like her, girls that were considered pretty, and he tortured them. All of them were dead, all of them except for Cleo. She was the soul survivor. 

Memories rushed through her head. Memories of her family, memories of when she was happy. And then it all faded away when she heard a voice from behind her.

"Cleo," Jack said. "You've been a naughty little girl haven't you?"