I pushed myself and Julien into the indentation of the wall. The footsteps were progressing every minute taking slow, steady steps. My spine felt as if it was being extracted and my appendix felt like it was expanding to the size of a beachball.
Suddenly, he took very quick steps, like speedwalking.
I had to take the risk.
RUN!
Oh. The kidnapper isn't there.
Just Christiaan. Phew.
Christiaan is one of my younger friends. We recently met. We talked to each other.
"Did you see anyone die?" I asked.
"No. Hadn't seen anyone until you guys."
"Oh. I saw two peop--"
Footsteps.
These were big ones, and this could be the murderer more likely.
And now it was too late to hide at the end of the corridor. I remind myself that I still have the knife in my pocket. I take it out slowly.
What?
No knife?
It's a...
It's a gun!
This should be EASY now! Just have to shoot him! Though I haven't used a real gun before. But my brother had a BB gun that I used. That's basically the same thing, right?
The footsteps stop. The murderer is now latched onto the wall.
I take one step forward.
My friends do the same.
WHOOOSH!
The murderer is now seen at the end of the corridor.
Immediately, my body forced my arm up with the gun and I frantically push the trigger in the direction of the murderer.
"Aaah!" He said falling.
He's dead! I thought.
My friends and I celebrated by high-fiving each other for about two minutes and proceed to walk down the corridor filled with joy.
Wait...
Where'd the body go?
He's gone!
Suddenly, he took very quick steps, like speedwalking.
I had to take the risk.
RUN!
Oh. The kidnapper isn't there.
Just Christiaan. Phew.
Christiaan is one of my younger friends. We recently met. We talked to each other.
"Did you see anyone die?" I asked.
"No. Hadn't seen anyone until you guys."
"Oh. I saw two peop--"
Footsteps.
These were big ones, and this could be the murderer more likely.
And now it was too late to hide at the end of the corridor. I remind myself that I still have the knife in my pocket. I take it out slowly.
What?
No knife?
It's a...
It's a gun!
This should be EASY now! Just have to shoot him! Though I haven't used a real gun before. But my brother had a BB gun that I used. That's basically the same thing, right?
The footsteps stop. The murderer is now latched onto the wall.
I take one step forward.
My friends do the same.
WHOOOSH!
The murderer is now seen at the end of the corridor.
Immediately, my body forced my arm up with the gun and I frantically push the trigger in the direction of the murderer.
"Aaah!" He said falling.
He's dead! I thought.
My friends and I celebrated by high-fiving each other for about two minutes and proceed to walk down the corridor filled with joy.
Wait...
Where'd the body go?
He's gone!
