“He’s fighting him off, come on!”She lifted my arms over her shoulder and we began to move. We ran out the back.
“No!” I get out as Emi started leading us toward the woods.
“We have to go! Look!”
I turned to see the masked figure stalking out of the house, looking around for us. My eyes focused for only a moment, and I saw Ghostface from theScreammovies minus the robe, a hulking figure, and the large knife in his hand, stained.
I was frozen, and when my brain finally responded to the danger of the man in the mask, I found myself alone. Emi had ran. And then, so did I.
I could hear screams and shouts but they were too far away. I couldn’t reach anyone with the speed my legs were allowing. But each time I turned my head and saw a shadow, it stirred something in my muddled mind.
Don’t talk to anyone.
Don’t look back.
Just run.
I jumped at everything. The trees were stepping in my way, the branches twisting and lifting out of the ground to catch my feet. Animals were leaping out in front of me, running away to go tell Ghostface where I was. I ran and tried to catch up to my friends until finally, the mushrooms contaminating my brain overtook and I fell to the wet, mushy ground and decided to let them absorb me, like the mud puddle inThe Neverending Story.I was Artax now, a horse, destined to drown slowly, head last.
My eyes drifted open, and I stared up at the navy sky. The glitter had stopped falling, and instead was replaced by the most beautiful night sky I’d ever seen in my entire life.My legs and arms slowly seeped into the earth when suddenly I felt a sharp pain as my hair was yanked upward. My head lolled to the side, and then, I saw it. My savior from the fate of being returned to the earth.
Ghostface.
I screamed.
Or, I thought I did.
I wasn’t entirely sure until something was shoved deep into my mouth, causing me to gag. My tongue tasted leather.
“Suck it,” a growling voice demanded.I struggled to focus my vision, but I was still too high to do it. Everything was blurry.“Suck this knife like it was the best cock you’ve ever tasted, or I’ll spin it around and make you take the sharp end between your lips.”
Shivering, I tried to do as asked. I tightened my lips and began to move back and forth. I licked the knife and tried to focus my brain as it was shoved deeper down my throat.
I gagged as Ghostface pulled it out and shoved it back in roughly. “Do you like it? Do you want more?”
I couldn’t answer, my mouth and throat hurt too much. Ghostface took that as a protest, and he pushed the knife as deep as he could into my mouth. Tears slid down my cheeks against my will, and I gave up. I sank, and finally, he removed the knife from my mouth.
“Good girl. Let’s go.”
Rule 38 – Eisley
Don’t go into abandoned churches.
Asharp sting on my face roused me back to life.I blinked, and the world around me spun. Where was I?It was dim and reeked of mildew.
“Hello, Eisley. Welcome back.”
Welcome where? I turned my head from side to side. I was on something… somewhat soft… but… I bolted up and was instantly snapped back and began choking. Something was around my neck. My hands flew up to it and fear slid down my spine as I felt cold thick metal. I’d been collared.
“Please,” I tried to focus my brain, but I was still so intensely high. “Let me go.”
“I don’t know. Watching you work your pretty little mouth around the base of my knife was pretty sexy. It’s got me all riled up. What do you say, want to play a game?”
“A game?” The weight of the metal collar pushed my head back down. I stared up at the concrete ceiling, and… I recognized it. I tried to sit up again but was instantly pulled back down. “I don’t want to be here.”
“You don’t miss this place?” Ghostface kneeled alongside me on the floor. He ran his hand up my thigh, lifting my skirt. “It’s been so long.”
“Who are you?” I demanded. I closed my eyes and tried to pinpoint his voice. It was gruff, yet not. Scratchy but not.
