club nightmare

chapter 1 "bailey"

blood was running out of my neck.
I had just been stabed by a passbyer, and he just ran off as I coughed up blood.
I clutched my neck, hoping the blood would stop...but it didn't.
I was all alone, left to die on the side of the street.
but I heard a noise from behind me, thinking it would be the passbyer coming back to finish the job.
I screamed for help.
"shhhh...it's going to be ok...." I heard a voice say softly.
a lady with long white hair with long bangs stood beside me.
she wasn't an old lady, she looked as if she was in her 20's.
she picked me up slowly an held me in her arms.

hi i'm bailey, you might be wondering why I started with the violent part, well, thats really how my story starts...VIOLENTLY.
she picked me up and took me away.
she took me away...to a house in the middle of the woods.
she took me inside the house, and put me on a bench.
"HHhellpp m-me" I cryed.
"shhhh...your going to be fine..." she said softly as before.
she went into the back of the house and came back with some elastic bandages.
she gentaly wraped it around my throat, as she smiled.
this woman had yellow eyes with one of them being black where her sclera was.
she was in a red gown and she had rasor sharp teeth.
"w-who Are you?" I asked as she wiped the blood from my face and neck.
"shh...don't speak...your throat is whonded, it might hurt you..." she said.
"please, for your sake, it would be better off with you being silent then bleeding to death..." she told me.
the woman then grabed a rag and wiped my tears from my face.
then she shewed my shortly cut brown hair to the side.
she then went over to a cabnent and grabed a black marker out.
"don't move" she told me as she opened the cap to the marker.
she wrote on my hand.
I looked over to see what she wrote.

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a symbol of some sort was written on the back of my hand.
I remembered that I wasn't alowed to talk, so I couldn't ask her why she wrote that.
"I will ask you yes or no questions with your time being." she told me.
I nodded my head.
"you will shake your head falsely is you mean no, and you will shake your head positively if you mean yes." she said.
I nodded my head once again.
she pulled up a chair.
"and if I ask you a number question then you are to hold up a number wih your fingers." she comanded.
I looked down at my hands and showed her them.
"oh dear...well...we can fix that." she said kindly.
I had no fingers, they were bloodly and chopped off by the passbyer.
she went back into the room that she got the bandages.
it took her a while before she came back.
she had a needle and a bag of knifes, tape, string, and a hammer.
my eyes widened.
she was going to kill me!
I screamed and jumped off of the bench.
"woah, hold on there...i'm not going to kill you with these knifes, nor the hammer." she said reasuringly.
"i'm just meerly fixing your fingers." she said.
I calmed down a bit, but I was still scared.
she nodded, then I felt someone grab me and cover my mouth from behind me.
I tryed to scream, but I couldn't, my mouth was covered by a hand.
"twich her." the woman said.
then the person behind me cracked their neck, then I blacked out.