Bloody Portrait > B

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Picture up top isn't mine like always Credit to whoever made it.

Warning > Gore and swearing (enjoy :>)

You weren't going to be as stupid as those people in horror movies and completely run pass the front door. You turnt and grabbed the knob of the door but before you can open it a knife was thrown at your hand. You quickly tried to retreat your hand to get away but sadly the knife had hit the worst possible place. You had gotten your hair free but an entire finger nail came off with it.

You where in so much pain but luckily you had gotten a bit of a head start because the knife seemed to be stuck in your door. You had two choices to go to the basement of the kitchen for the first aid.

*You chose Basement*

One missing nail won't kill you and besides right now there's still a killer in your house trying to kill you. Lucky for you nobody had cleaned out the basement in many years and it was practically all dust and storage/ decorations. You had decided to hide behind a a piano with a white sheet on it tucked away behind a few crates and two huge Halloween blow ups. You had laid down in the furthest corner under the piano to try and not be seen under the pianos white cover up. You places your hand over your mouth to muffle your breathing.

You didn't hear anything for the last few minutes but you refused to come out till you saw daylight. The silence was getting rather disturbing almost as if it was waiting for something. You then heard it footsteps making there way to the basement. You didn't dare peak out in fear of being seen so you just sat there as quiet as you could be. You heard the person pacing around and searching for you.

It wasn't till you heard the man make a frustrated growl that you knew he gave up. You heard him walking up the stairs when you inhaled a small breath of relief. You instantly regretted it. The basement was littered with dust and as you inhaled some had been breathed in. You now had a desperate need to cough but if you did you knew you'd be caught. You tried to hold it in until the door upstairs closed or you didn't hear the person but you couldn't you tried to as quiet as possible. Unluckily for you the footsteps stopped and started to come back down.

The person was now madly shuffling around knowing you where there somewhere. You didn't have a choice you needed to get out of the basement. You quickly peeked your head out trying to find something or anything at all. You saw what looked to be a male rummaging around in the corner of the basement. They had there back turned to you and the stairs so deciding to be bold you made your way to the stairs. Everything was going fine till you had gotten onto the second step when a loud creek.

The man instantly turned to the stairs and in a panic you ran up the stairs and slammed the door shut. The basement door didn't have a lock on it so you had no choice but to hold it shit with your own body to keep him inside the basement. The person kept banging and ramming there body onto the door trying to get it to open but you held your ground. It was till the basement has finally gone quiet that you decided to try and go to the back door.

As soon as you let go of the door and made your way to the back one a huge bang came from behind you. You around as quickly as possible to see the door had been completely thrown to the ground and there in its place stood a very out of breath killer. The door was already rusty and old so it wouldn't take much to break down but it still caught you off guard.

He instantly tried to run over and grab you but you ducked which ended with him colliding with the wall. You quickly scrambled around him into your living room and hid behind the couch. You heard movement and the man moving around till it again went silent. You listened and listened but nothing until you get a strange pressure be added to the couch. You quickly looked up in time to see the man swing his knife down. You luckily moved just in top for it to just scratch your upper right shoulder.

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