John: "Hey come over, I've got a cool thing to show you. Also, no one's home."
Me: "It's 11:30pm already, you sure about this?"
John: "Ohh C'mon! You'll be amazed by what i have to show!"
Me: "Alright, I'll be there in a few minutes"
I headed towards his home, looking at the sky thinking what he is so hyped up about...
"Man.... he sure is annoying sometimes... He probably just bought something new and wants to brag about it..."
As I reached, I felt a sudden chill down my spine. I ignored it as it was a night of November.
I rang the bell, a few seconds later the door opened, "Hey man! Hop in, I'll go get a can of soda for us..."
As I stepped in, I noticed something that wasn't usual for John. There were mud stains on the floor. John isn't the type to keep his place dirty.
"He might have thought of cleaning up in the morning." I said to myself.
"Aye, why don't you head up to my room? I'll get the drinks." He said peeking out of the kitchen
"Sure" I said.
As I headed up stairs I started to hear small thuds and muffled grunts. I got anxious and ran upstairs.
I opened the door and saw that the closet door was being knocked hard from the inside. I ran to it and opened the closet and there he was! John! Tied up and with a sock in his mouth!
"Hey hey hey! John! You okay there?! What the hell is all this?!
I asked while I took out the sock from his mouth.
"Did you... di... did you see him?! Where is he?!" He said breathing heavily.
"Saw who John?! Whom are you talking about?!" I asked.
Before he could say anything I heard the door open behind me and John just went blank.... I turned around and saw him...
A tall figure with a dirty suit. I looked at him with my limbs numb...He had no face! There was just a mouth, all stitched up! And all the stitches stretched as he smiled like a maniac!
"Now now... aren't you amused...? Because I sure am, what a reunion of friends this is huh?" He said.
Before I could move myself he closed in, his hand reached out for my face and then...
It all just went BLACK!
I woke up panting. My head hurt like someone hit me with a metal pipe.
"What the hell was that dream!?" I said to myself.
I looked up the wall and it was 11:30pm. I looked at my phone and felt a creepy chill down the spine. It had a notification:
Text. From John: "Hey come over, I've got a cool thing to show you. Also, no one's home."
YOU ARE READING
Mr. Stitches
HorrorA monster who hunts down anyone and everyone. Killing them twice, once with fear and then actually.