"Listen guys we will make a turn around that bend you see there to your left. I guess there will be a way to get past this swamp," said Josh confused.
"Now you are guessing? Tell me one thing you know perfectly without guessing!" shouted Amy.
"Hey guys!" breathed Jim. "What's that over there?"
There under the luminous pearl stretching its heavenly light, illuminating what stood ahead of them was a man. Thatched t-shirt with long sleeves and two pockets, with black leather belt and long pajamas was his clothing. He wore a mask possibly of a clown, which had various scratch marks and a wicked smile staring into you. One of its eyes red gleaming in the dark.
As he approached them it became more visible of the deformities he had in his skull. Tip-top, tip-top was the only noise that spread through the cold, serene night. On noticing carefully Jim pointed out that blood was dropping from his belly. Dead and silent like a grave, not even a breeze was there from the upper heavens.
There he stood few inches away. Breathing heavily under his disturbing clown mask. Gawking into their eyes.
"I think... guys... we... should... ru.." a knife ran through Josh even before he could finish. The man tilted his head and with that ugly smile on his clown mask looked at Amy.
"Jim run!" Amy shouted.
Flashing ahead Amy saw Jim already take off in pursuit towards the woods well before her orders.
" The woods! Quick!" shrieked Jim
Amy started to run towards the woods. The man swiped the knife across her. Missing by only a whisker Amy felt a zip of wind passing her face. Amy galloped towards the tress that lay ahead. It was a pitch black dungeon. She took a glimpse behind just to see in her horror, that Josh sat there on knees shaking tremendously with blood spilling profusely out of the newly slit in his throat. As the man looked behind, Amy could see his mask all covered up with red. He tilted his head and pointed his knife towards her... as if to say...
"YOU ARE NEXT!"
As he approached them it became more visible of the deformities he had in his skull. Tip-top, tip-top was the only noise that spread through the cold, serene night. On noticing carefully Jim pointed out that blood was dropping from his belly. Dead and silent like a grave, not even a breeze was there from the upper heavens.
There he stood few inches away. Breathing heavily under his disturbing clown mask. Gawking into their eyes.
"I think... guys... we... should... ru.." a knife ran through Josh even before he could finish. The man tilted his head and with that ugly smile on his clown mask looked at Amy.
"Jim run!" Amy shouted.
Flashing ahead Amy saw Jim already take off in pursuit towards the woods well before her orders.
" The woods! Quick!" shrieked Jim
Amy started to run towards the woods. The man swiped the knife across her. Missing by only a whisker Amy felt a zip of wind passing her face. Amy galloped towards the tress that lay ahead. It was a pitch black dungeon. She took a glimpse behind just to see in her horror, that Josh sat there on knees shaking tremendously with blood spilling profusely out of the newly slit in his throat. As the man looked behind, Amy could see his mask all covered up with red. He tilted his head and pointed his knife towards her... as if to say...
"YOU ARE NEXT!"
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