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I was hiding behind a large container, completely drenched with sweat. My legs were not able to move anymore, I was totally worn out. I wanted to yell out Sam's name but was afraid of getting caught by that lunatic. I hated him, hated him from every bit of my bones. He made my life a living hell, forcing out the air out of my lungs and most of all he hurt her, killed her.
I wanted to see him rot and he wanted to see me dead. And today was the day.
"FOUND YOU." He said, from behind me.
I turned around and saw him there looking at me with those disgusting eyes. It made me sick.
I was terrified, but brave.
He held an axe in his hand, I held a knife in mine.
His eyes held evil looks, and mine held hatred.
This was it. It was either me or him.
It all came down to this, it was a night, similar to, THAT NIGHT.