Sacrifice ||discontinued||

Beliefs||10||

With my heart pounding in my chest, I struggled to find somewhere to hide.

All I could hear is pounding from my heart, and feet stomping after me.
My eyes darted around, wall after wall after wall.

Once my eyes landed on a door, I opened it and without hesitation I shoved myself inside of it.

It was dark, my hands wiped the walls in attempt to find a switch,when I couldn't find one I tried waving my hand around to see if a string is dangling.

I felt something so I tugged on it.

A small light shined through the closet, I looked around. Simple normal things were in here. Boxes, chairs, bottles.

But my eyes caught something in the back, I grabbed it blindly and pulled it to my vision.

A wooden slab, this is weird why is it in here and what were they doing with it?

I turned it around,checking for any loose nails or nail tips poking out anywhere.

There were none.

"Y/n!" I heard Jeff yell.

I quickly turned the light off and stood infront of the door with the slab in hand, waiting for him to open it.

Moments went by and then I heard the doorknob turn and jingle.
I watched as the light from outside peeked in passed the door and into the darkness of the closed space I was in.

The door was wide open and I took a swing at him, his head came in contact with the wooden weapon. And he fell sideways.

I dropped it onto the floor and ran passed him, I didn't look back.

My hand gripped the corner of the wall and swung myself down another hallway, why is this house so big all of a sudden..

I stopped and held my breath.

I didn't hear anything from Jeff, I'm sick of running and hiding.

I ran to the kitchen and started opening the drawers, empty..empty.. and again empty!

Why are all the drawers empty!

I growled as I checked the empty cabinets,desperate to find some sort of weapon to defend myself.

I slammed my fist into the counter, absolutely nothing!

I sighed and turned around, I gasped loudly.

Jeff stood in front of the kitchen, arm supporting himself against the doorway.

Blood dripped down the side of his face, he looked content. Not angry,just calm. My eyebrows furrowed, I kept eye contact with him the whole time.

"What is your problem.." I mutter.

He scoffs
"Do you know who I am?" He growls.

"What do you mean." I say, I'm confused as to what he means by that.

He walks closer, I take a few steps back.

"I'm a serial killer, I kill annoying pathetic people like you." He spits, he's getting closer and closer and I only have a small space.

I'm already backed up against the wall.

"I do what I want when I want to, and right now-" he leans in close to me, I could feel his hair touch my face.

"I just want to talk.."

I felt my heart sink for a moment,I thought he meant he was gonna hurt me. I blinked my eyes a few times before saying.