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posted July 26, 2012 at 11:48pm UTC tagged with story
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- 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." ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Yay! This is turning out to be a rather short story :S Oh well! If you haven't read the other chapters and the prolouge yet, please go onto my profile and check them out. And tell me what you think, feedback means a lot! Should I keep writing? Anyway, comment if you fancy reading the next chapters, when those are posted, or fancy keeping up with this whole story! fave//follow//comment love my readers! :)
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