Dakota
We're both standing pressed against the wall, my hearts pounding. "What're we going to do?" I ask, my voice quavering. "Trust me. I'll get us out of here." Dustin whispers, and I look over at him. Hes twirling something in his hand. I look down to see it's a knife. What is he going to do with that? I look up at his face. He looks worried. "What're-" before I can say anything he turns towards me and stabs the knife into my stomach, I let out a groan as I fall against him, then he pulls out the blade. "Don't worry, it'll all be okay." He whispers, and I black out.
I'm still going in and out of consciousness. All I know is he's carrying me, on his back. I hear screeching and yelling. Not human yells, Jeckle yells.
I black out again.~~~~
I wake up In a bed. My side hurts, and I can't really remember anything besides the fact that Dustin stabbed me. "Sorry about that." Dustin says. "I know it must've hurt." He laughs, and I furrow my eyebrows. "Why.." I mumble, trying to move. I let out a groan of pain. "It saved us." He says. And I observe my surroundings. Well, we are out of the catacombs. That's a good thing. I nod, noticing I can't really talk. Should I actually trust him? Ugh. "Oh darling. By the way, phone call." He says and puts a phone on my chest, putting it on speaker, he leaves the room. "Hell-hello?" I say, and I hear a rustling sound on the other line. "Dakota?" A mans voice says on the other line. "Yes?" I whisper, oh my god. It sounds just like Michael! "Michael?" I say, my voice trembling. "Hi baby.." He whispers. I begin to cry, instantly. How could this be happening!? Where is he? "Oh my god, mike." I say, as my voice breaks. "Listen, i don't have much time. Okay? I just wanted to tell you, I'm fine. And I will find you. You hear that bastard? I will find her. And I will kill you if you freaking hurt you!" Michael yells, and I hear Dustin laugh in the other room of the house. "Wasn't planning on it." "Look, baby, I love you. I- oh shit I have to go, okay?-" all of a sudden the phone hangs up, and I find myself crying harder. "God, please no. Mike!" I say, continuing to cry. "Please don't go..." I whisper, closing my eyes.
Sorry loves! Short chapter. Hope y'all are enjoying this! Ha. I'm excited how this ends. Be prepared for a plot twist! Don't forget the tissues and ice cream, because it's going to get rough. XD
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Murderers~
Horror4 girls, 4 boys. 8 killers. 1 dies, 4 more follows. 3 cold, dark killers remain.