The Killer Inside

"Go to sleep.." My heart pounded in my ears the, the words echoing around my head.

The cold tip of his knife dragged its way down the column of my throat and I swallowed loudly.

"Go to sleep," he whispered again, leaning back so I could see his gruesome freakish smile, while staring into my eyes with his huge ones.

"I don't want to," I mumbled, I heard an angry hiss as he dug his knife harder into my throat, a bead of blood collecting, he licked his lips in anticipation.

A cold sweat clung to my body, his smile widening as I lost consciousness.