"That rooms out of bounds." This only made me more curious. That night after dinner we each go to our rooms but I wait till he's asleep so then I can have my chance to see what's behind that door. The house is a lot scarier at night. "AHHHH!" I walk into him and he does not look happy. "It's bedtime why are you awake?" Oh no. "I-I couldn't sleep, so I came down here..." Please buy it. "Oh okay, never mind then, come on let's go to my room." No that's what I didn't want to happen now I definitely can't go in the room. "Uhh It's okay, I'll stay in my room." He gave me a look like I know what your doing, I'm not an idiot. "Oh but I insist." He picks me up and we sleep in his room. "Oh no not again." I woke up around mid-day. Tonight I'll defiantly be able to. It's been three days of trying and failing and I'm running out of excuses. "I need some water." He sighs a lot more than he used to. "Do give up, I'm starting to feel sorry for you." He slumps me over his shoulder and takes me upstairs. "Please behave tonight I'm getting very tired." That's it, I'm so annoying he's so tired so he can't stop me. I continue doing this and tonight he wasn't there because I tired him out so much. Now, where is the key... If I were a really smart man I'd keep it out of reach. My eyes land on the cabinet and I see a shine a top of it. The key! I grab a stool and sure enough, it was. I sneak over to the door. Click. Unlocked, I open the door, and there is a staircase. It's a basement. Once down the stairs, I gasp. This was appalling, I'm surprised I didn't trow up. There was blood and guts plus so many weapons and torture devices. Then there they were, the copses of so many people I knew. My parents and a bunch of kids from my class. Chunks of their flesh were taken away, then I smelt something familiar. Like drowning in the sea. A certain cologne from a certain someone who is most certainly behind me. I turn around and yup there he stood although he looked happy? He wasn't mad that I found out his big secret? He was grinning ear to ear like a kid in a candy store. He was looking around at this room then he looks at me and gets a little more serious but he still has that creepy grin that sent shivers down my spine. "I know what your thinking, what a wonderful place!" He's defiantly nuts. "No! Its horrible why would you do this! Its disgusting!" He then smirked "If it's so wrong then why are you smiling?" I hadn't noticed this but he's right, I was smiling but why its so bad. Am I the bad guy? Then he starts laughing, much like the villains in movies. I should try escape before I end up like them.
