The Killer Bunny || J.JK ✓

Chapter 5

When I woke up I was in a creepy old rusty cell. It was dark but I saw one light, it was above me. I looked around before asking myself, "Where am I?" my head was spinning and it ached so bad. I don't know how I ended up here but I really wanna get out, it has a creepy vibe to it. I put my hands on the bars and try to open the cell but nothing bunged.

After minutes of struggling to open the cell, in the corner of my eye I saw someone. The person was tall and very muscular, I guessed it was a man. It looks like a person who can crush me any second. I backed away from the bars and hoped nothing will happen to me. I heard the footsteps getting closer until it stopped in front of my cell. When I looked up, I couldn't believe my eyes

*Am I dreaming?* I slapped myself and it wasn't a dream

I slowly stood up before asking, "Who are you?"

The guy stood there saying nothing, he had a mask covering his face so I couldn't tell his facial expressions or what he looked like. Silence filled the atmosphere. He put his hand in his pocket and pulled something out. It was a key. He unlocked the cell and I was free. I cautiously step out and looked at the man.

"Who are you," I ask again but no response. The man stood there looking at me with his bloody mask which looked like a bunny. Pretty sure that this is the guy on the posters I saw days ago. What a coincidence.

"WHY DID YOU BRING ME HERE!?" I snapped but again he stood there, nothing came out of his mouth. The man then turned around and walked upstairs, leaving me behind with nothing to say. I was in disbelief.

I sat down on the floor and cried, *What am I suppose to do?* sobs and whimpers fill the room. There weren't any windows or doors to escape, it was an empty room with one cell. I'm scared. I was in a killer's basement. The upstairs door opened revealing the same man with a plate in his hand. He stood in front of me and handed me the plate, there was food.

"What is this for? Why do you care..?"

"Can you talk..?" questions kept going one by another but still no response to any of them. The man sat in front of me and looked at me, *Is he waiting for the right time to kill me?* I took a glance at the food, then back at the man. I wasn't sure if I should eat this. What if he poisoned it! I put the food down because I was starting to feel dizzy and unwell, I felt ill. The next thing I knew my vision turned black...

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I woke up with a horrible headache and a bad stomach ache. I was on the floor with a blanket wrapped around my body and a soft mattress under me. I looked around the room and didn't see the man in sight. I rolled around the bed, it was so soft. Despite the pain in my body, I missed the feeling of softness against my skin.

But then the man came back. This time there was more variety of food on the plate. I looked at him and he looked back at me as he handed the plate of food to me. I wasn't sure where he was looking I just assume since the mask blocks his eyes.

"Thanks, " I said as I felt agitated. Once again I stared at the food not wanting to eat. The man noticed and pulled a little notebook and a pencil out of his pocket, he started to write something down and I began to get curious. He ripped the paper and handed it to me.

"Eat up"

I looked at him and he began to write in the notebook again, "EAT YOU'LL STARVE!" I looked at him weirdly.

I crossed my arms before asking "Why do you care?" he then picked up the plate and put it on my lap, "Eat I promise I didn't do anything to it."

"K fine..," I hesitated to touch the food but the fact that my stomach was begging, I ate a bit, "Look away!" I said with a mouth full of food. The man did as I continued to stuff my face. The man turned around and handed me a piece of paper with writing on it, "Even though I kill people doesn't mean I'm all bad." I swallowed my food and spoke.

"I guess you're not bad... here I'm done." I rubbed my tummy in satisfaction, "By the way... why won't you show your face and why can't you talk to me?" he pondered for a moment before writing, "It's better not knowing," I looked at him and he left with the empty plate. Questions filled my head, begging for answers to all my questions. Why is he keeping me held host? What is the reason for killing?

What is his name?