The trip of death

Chapter 3

 Ellie and her boyfriend hugged each other. They tried to stay calm and to think positive. Somebody started constantly knocking the door. There were deep breaths behind the door.

"We should do something!" Ellie whispered.

"You are right. Find a weapon. We have to fight back. Here, take this knife and I'll burn his fave using your hair spray and your litter. Alright?"

Ellie nodded and when the knocking stopped they unlocked the door and opened it quickly. They looked around and searched for the intruder. They went downstairs with a candle and they heard a voice coming from the fixed telephone device.

"You missed me?"

Ellie turned her head towards Paul and she saw a deformed man screaming at her. She fell on the floor, blink and when she opened her eyelids she saw Paul telling her:

"What happened love?"

"I, I just saw... a deformed and ugly man, with lots of scars and a missing part of his forehead."

The man in the phone started to laugh with a deep voice pitch. Ellie got up and grabbed the phone:

"Who the fuck are you? What do you want from us?"

The call ended. Then she slammed the phone and turn it off. They tried to call their parent and friends, but it was pointless. They searched the house for ways to get out. Nothing, there was nothing. While they were walking into the kitchen they saw a man. He wasn't moving. He wasn't breathing. He was white as snow and his clothes were like rugs. He was barefoot with blood on his feet. He turned his head slowly towards the two youths. He didn't have eyes and hair.

"Bloody hell!" Paul yelled.

The man screamed and moved towards them with fast pace. Then he vanished. They heard men and women laughing all over them. Ellie turned to her boyfriend and saw him bleeding from his mouth. He fall onto his knees and looked at her.

"Noooo, baby. PLEASE. DON'T. I love you. Please" she yelled and she lost her consciousness.