PROLOUGE; The soon to be murderer clung to the knife as though it was their safe heaven. The torturous and horrified screams of the victim sent a calming feeling throughout the killers body. the knife was slowly drawn back and angled perfectly before thrusting it straight into the innocent girls stomach. The killer observed as the victims eyes froze over like the surface of a puddle, robbing them of their usual warmth and didn’t even bat an eyelash as the life drained out of her in thick scarlet red and her skin took on the paleness of a corpse.
4 HOURS EARILER
OPENING; I wake to the sound of my own screams and heart pulsing recklessly in my chest. I close my eyes, trying to rid myself of the night terror I have just experienced. I focus …show more content…
Just as I’m about to make my way over to the window, I grab a razor sharp object and stuff it in my pocket before swiftly opening the window and jumping out into the icy air. As soon as my feet hit the surface of the road a gust of wind forms and I realize I forgot my jacket.
“fuck” I curse under my breath, knowing nobody can hear.
I can feel the cold licking my face and crawling under my clothes. “Winter?” a soft voice calls from a distance and I look up to see Blair at the end of the street. “yea its me, hi Blair” I reply as I make my way up to her.
As soon as were arms length she pulls me into a hug but quickly steps out of it. Confused, I stare at her and realize her eyes look startled, almost afraid.
“You look different Winter, are you feeling okay? I think you need to go home”
“Im okay , just a bad dream that’s all, and I’m not going anywhere till I have a smoke” I hold out my hand, not even doubting she will have a pack and lighter in her pocket.
“Okay, ill give you one, then you better go” Blair looks around quickly, almost as if she’s looking for an exit.
“Whatever, hurry up and light it” I say irritated.
Blair jumps back a step and her pupils dilate even more
“Jesus fucking Christ Blair, what’s wrong with you …show more content…
I close my eyes and breathe through my nose, not caring that I’m still naked and my mum could walk in my room any second. I frantically turn around and search my room for my phone to se if that holds any answers. Its on the edge of the window sill, infrount of my window that is wide open, footprints of blood leads from my window to my bed. My mind is racing, but I snatch my phone and the texts instantly pop up between Blair and I. I finish reading when a shiny object on the nightstand catches my eye. A knife covered in blood. Vivid images squeeze their way into my mind and replay what had happened only hours
4 HOURS EARILER
OPENING; I wake to the sound of my own screams and heart pulsing recklessly in my chest. I close my eyes, trying to rid myself of the night terror I have just experienced. I focus …show more content…
Just as I’m about to make my way over to the window, I grab a razor sharp object and stuff it in my pocket before swiftly opening the window and jumping out into the icy air. As soon as my feet hit the surface of the road a gust of wind forms and I realize I forgot my jacket.
“fuck” I curse under my breath, knowing nobody can hear.
I can feel the cold licking my face and crawling under my clothes. “Winter?” a soft voice calls from a distance and I look up to see Blair at the end of the street. “yea its me, hi Blair” I reply as I make my way up to her.
As soon as were arms length she pulls me into a hug but quickly steps out of it. Confused, I stare at her and realize her eyes look startled, almost afraid.
“You look different Winter, are you feeling okay? I think you need to go home”
“Im okay , just a bad dream that’s all, and I’m not going anywhere till I have a smoke” I hold out my hand, not even doubting she will have a pack and lighter in her pocket.
“Okay, ill give you one, then you better go” Blair looks around quickly, almost as if she’s looking for an exit.
“Whatever, hurry up and light it” I say irritated.
Blair jumps back a step and her pupils dilate even more
“Jesus fucking Christ Blair, what’s wrong with you …show more content…
I close my eyes and breathe through my nose, not caring that I’m still naked and my mum could walk in my room any second. I frantically turn around and search my room for my phone to se if that holds any answers. Its on the edge of the window sill, infrount of my window that is wide open, footprints of blood leads from my window to my bed. My mind is racing, but I snatch my phone and the texts instantly pop up between Blair and I. I finish reading when a shiny object on the nightstand catches my eye. A knife covered in blood. Vivid images squeeze their way into my mind and replay what had happened only hours