Enough.
Chapter
6
I curled the rope around my wrist, grabbed the rock, and tried to
wipe the blood off my face, which was only being used for
camoflauge. I crept up the stairs, trying to be quiet. I tiptoed
through the doorway, and saw a brightly lit hallway, doors in it,
which I assumed were bedrooms and bathrooms, and a living room. I
heard the T.V. on, and hunched down, sneaking behind a chair next
to the couch in the living room. I saw him sitting on the couch
eating chips and drinking a beer. How could he sit, so relaxed,
after killing several young women? How could he sit there with no
guilt? He made me sick. I crept to the left in back of the chair.
There was a small space between the couch and chair. Just enough
space to throw a rock. I shifted my foot a little, drew my arm
back, and hit him right in the head with a hard throw.
He fell over on the couch, and I immediatly shot up and ran over
to him, sat on top of him, and twisted the rope around his neck
before he could do a thing. He waved his hands over his throat,
and I pushed them down.
"You have 10 seconds to tell me who you are, why you do
this, and if you have any more victims." I said, holding the
two ends of the rope around his throat. His face was turning red,
but he still didn't reply. I growled and pulled the rope
harder, and we winced.
"One more," he managed to croak out.
"Where? Where are they?" I screamed.
"Down the hall. Third room," he croaked again. I
nodded.
"What's the adress of this house?" I yelled. He
didn't reply, until I pulled the rope as hard as I could, and
his face turned a shade of purple.
He finally gave me the adress, and I released the rope, but took
it with me and I began to walk down the hall. Then I turned back,
and puched him in the jaw, knicking him out. I smiled with
satisfaction, and went down the hall.
I opened the third door, the one I assumed was a bathroom, and
pushed the door open. It was almost identical to the one I was
in, and I walked down the staircase. I saw a girl who looked
about my age, her hands tied and her mouth gagged. When she
spotted me, she shrunk back against the wall and screamed.
"It's ok, it's ok!" I said, putting my hands up
in defense. "I'm here to help you."
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4 faves · 1 comments · Jul 26, 2012 8:48pm
ErinRAWR · 1 decade ago
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