Revenge. [h.s]

As I fall to the ground, banging on the locked door in complete hysteria, my blood curdling screams bounce off the walls of the small room.

I shift my body around, my back against the door as I look up to the serial killer who's holding a shiny knife in his right hand.

I can't believe they locked me in here.

My chest rises and falls in a state of panic, tears falling from my eyes as he watches me like an eagle watching its prey for another few, dreadful minutes.

He finally lets out a breathy chuckle.

"That's messed up." He slowly approaches me, same knife in hand, making me believe this may be my final moment on earth.

But despite what I believe, he grabs my arm and pulls me to my feet, handing me the sharp weapon.

"Want revenge?" He murmurs with an evil smile.

An unforgettable smile.

☹︎A Dark Harry Novel

WARNING -

CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE AND EXPLICIT CONTENT. INTENSE VIOLENCE.

READ AT OWN RISK.