Jeff the killer

All I could hear between the sharp pain surging through my body was evil laughter. I carefully dare another glance trying to get a glimpse of my attackers face. He has skin as pale as snow and hair long black hair like his soul. His eyes were almost black pits except for a small amount of white, forming a circle, around his eyes.

"Are you going to hurt me?" I softly cry out afraid to speak to loud.

"Oh, no. Its ok, all will be ok." He says almost soothing. He turns his face, and that's when I got a glimpse at his mouth. The corners of his lips have been spit open. Dried blood is surrounding the cuts, standing out compared to the pale skin of the boy.I almost was going to cry out, until the attacker placed his hand over my mouth. "Shhh, now go to sleep!" He yells in such a bloodcurdling way. Suddenly I feel a cold, feeling. Almost like a tickle in my chest. I feel it about 5 times as the madman continues to laugh like crazy. Dumbfounded I place my hand on my chest feeling a hot liquid dripping off of my white button down shirt. I slowly undo the last couple buttons to see a huge gash in my stomach. Suddenly the world starts to spiral out of controlled into a pit of blackness.