I let out a big scream with reluctance as I dashed down the path to my left. I then turned right to see 3 different paths. I couldn't take too long to make a decision for behind me there were rough, quick footsteps. The kidnapper.
I decide to go right. Two more friends, woo!
"GUYS. RUN."
"Why?"
"KIDNAPPER. THERE. MOVE IT!"
Us three move to another crossroads, but this was it, I thought. All three had a dead end...
Though there was a doorframe next to where were standing--
The kidnapper makes a sound.
"You can't see me. I can't see you... But you didn't know..."
I take a deep breath, along with Christopher and Julien.
"THAT I CAN STAB YOU!"
An icicle of fright, fear and anxiety impaled me as my friends ran away holding me. Their legs were wobbling, when I feel my upper body drop. Christopher!
Oh no, not enough time!
Then the kidnapper stabbed him.
Great! Two friends that I've seen die, and there may be more dead.
With energy taking over my legs, I run. The murderer attempts to throw his sword in an unsuccessful attempt. Now disarmed, I picked it up and carried it while my legs were still failing to support my body.
Now with the knife in my left hand, Julien and I are panting. I think the murderer has lost us.
We were now in the shadows of an indoor corridor which seems to be a workplace. We were talking and we were staying there for a good half an hour.
Nine people including me, two are dead.
Oh no.
Footsteps.
I decide to go right. Two more friends, woo!
"GUYS. RUN."
"Why?"
"KIDNAPPER. THERE. MOVE IT!"
Us three move to another crossroads, but this was it, I thought. All three had a dead end...
Though there was a doorframe next to where were standing--
The kidnapper makes a sound.
"You can't see me. I can't see you... But you didn't know..."
I take a deep breath, along with Christopher and Julien.
"THAT I CAN STAB YOU!"
An icicle of fright, fear and anxiety impaled me as my friends ran away holding me. Their legs were wobbling, when I feel my upper body drop. Christopher!
Oh no, not enough time!
Then the kidnapper stabbed him.
Great! Two friends that I've seen die, and there may be more dead.
With energy taking over my legs, I run. The murderer attempts to throw his sword in an unsuccessful attempt. Now disarmed, I picked it up and carried it while my legs were still failing to support my body.
Now with the knife in my left hand, Julien and I are panting. I think the murderer has lost us.
We were now in the shadows of an indoor corridor which seems to be a workplace. We were talking and we were staying there for a good half an hour.
Nine people including me, two are dead.
Oh no.
Footsteps.
