"Jim! Jimmmm!" shouted Amy.
"Amy? Where are you? Amy?" shrieked Jim.
"I am right here. I am right he..." sobbingly she said.
"Amy don't cry. Stay where you are! I am coming" Jim replied.
"Oh God where can she be? This is so dense and dark. I can't see a thing. Also very chilly. I should have brought a coat with me. Woo..." Jim was talking to himself.
"Crack.."
"Who's there?" asked Jim.
As Jim walked closely forward his eyes caught attention of something lying there on the ground. Jim loitered along the rustling leaves coming closer and closer to the unknown specie.
"Oh a rabbit! Phew! I was scared. You could have given me a heart attack poor fellow." Jim said.
The rabbit looked up to Jim, blinking occasionally. It got up from its furry ball like structure and stood on its hind legs. Sometimes so often it would open its mouth for a second showing a glance of its two pairs of incisors and its peg teeth.
Jim knelled down and stroked the rabbit's skin, gently.
"You are quiet big for a rabbit you know? What are you doing out so late at night at such a desolate place, huh?"
The rabbit stared at Jim and moved its head from one side to another.
"Oh yes you are a rabbit! How would you answer? Dumb me. Haha!" said Jim.
Suddenly the rabbit's fluffy ears began to move. With a push from its hind legs the rabbit oomph-ed through the spot.
"Bye Mr. Rabbit! Was a good mate. Oh yes he won't doesn't talk I forgot again."
Have to find Amy quick and get out of here. Jim strode along the road hugging himself.
"Amy!" Jim shouted.
No reply.
"Amy!" Jim shouted again.
Once again no reply.
"Why isn't she replying. I hope she is not... No no that can't be. I won't be able to do this alone. Also I don't know how to drive a car. So I need to find Amy. She is strong. Yeah yeah, she is. How hard she punched Jack at high school. He lost a tooth. At least she taught him a lesson then. This creep is easy for her to beat. Bet she can handle herself before I find her."
As Jim strolled along talking to himself it was then he noticed someone sitting in the distance sobbing.
"Amy! Finally! I was looking for you so long!" Jim said joyfully.
Jim walked towards Amy and touched her.
"Why are you so wet Amy? Listen everything will be alright okay? We will make it out of here safe and sound. You and me! Then we go on with our usual lives. I need you okay? We need to assist one another if we are to survive. Come on let's get out of here" Jim said.
Amy started crying more profusely now all of a sudden. Her cry ran through the deadbeat woods.
"Ssh... he will hear us. Don't cry! Everything will go back to normal." Jim said.
Jim replaced his hand from her shoulder to her head, patting her softly.
"Wait, Amy! Where is your hair? How, what, OH MY GOD it's you?"
0
The cries stopped abruptly. Slowly the head turned up. The gleaming red eye stared at him. That sinister smile on the blood splattered face of the mask. Sitting there he tilted his head and glared into Jim's eyes.
Jim knew he had to run, but it felt as if he was frozen. His whole body was numb. A dried throat.
Now he stood in front of him. Breathing tediously over Jim's face. His hot warm smell of fresh blood from his clothes and mask flew into Jim's nose. Jim could hear the soft ominous laughs from behind his mask.
As the man opened his mask, Jim stared at him with shock and said,"YOU!"
They say some people can feel when they might die. As cruel and sad that is Jim knew his time was well over.
"Amy? Where are you? Amy?" shrieked Jim.
"I am right here. I am right he..." sobbingly she said.
"Amy don't cry. Stay where you are! I am coming" Jim replied.
"Oh God where can she be? This is so dense and dark. I can't see a thing. Also very chilly. I should have brought a coat with me. Woo..." Jim was talking to himself.
"Crack.."
"Who's there?" asked Jim.
As Jim walked closely forward his eyes caught attention of something lying there on the ground. Jim loitered along the rustling leaves coming closer and closer to the unknown specie.
"Oh a rabbit! Phew! I was scared. You could have given me a heart attack poor fellow." Jim said.
The rabbit looked up to Jim, blinking occasionally. It got up from its furry ball like structure and stood on its hind legs. Sometimes so often it would open its mouth for a second showing a glance of its two pairs of incisors and its peg teeth.
Jim knelled down and stroked the rabbit's skin, gently.
"You are quiet big for a rabbit you know? What are you doing out so late at night at such a desolate place, huh?"
The rabbit stared at Jim and moved its head from one side to another.
"Oh yes you are a rabbit! How would you answer? Dumb me. Haha!" said Jim.
Suddenly the rabbit's fluffy ears began to move. With a push from its hind legs the rabbit oomph-ed through the spot.
"Bye Mr. Rabbit! Was a good mate. Oh yes he won't doesn't talk I forgot again."
Have to find Amy quick and get out of here. Jim strode along the road hugging himself.
"Amy!" Jim shouted.
No reply.
"Amy!" Jim shouted again.
Once again no reply.
"Why isn't she replying. I hope she is not... No no that can't be. I won't be able to do this alone. Also I don't know how to drive a car. So I need to find Amy. She is strong. Yeah yeah, she is. How hard she punched Jack at high school. He lost a tooth. At least she taught him a lesson then. This creep is easy for her to beat. Bet she can handle herself before I find her."
As Jim strolled along talking to himself it was then he noticed someone sitting in the distance sobbing.
"Amy! Finally! I was looking for you so long!" Jim said joyfully.
Jim walked towards Amy and touched her.
"Why are you so wet Amy? Listen everything will be alright okay? We will make it out of here safe and sound. You and me! Then we go on with our usual lives. I need you okay? We need to assist one another if we are to survive. Come on let's get out of here" Jim said.
Amy started crying more profusely now all of a sudden. Her cry ran through the deadbeat woods.
"Ssh... he will hear us. Don't cry! Everything will go back to normal." Jim said.
Jim replaced his hand from her shoulder to her head, patting her softly.
"Wait, Amy! Where is your hair? How, what, OH MY GOD it's you?"
0
The cries stopped abruptly. Slowly the head turned up. The gleaming red eye stared at him. That sinister smile on the blood splattered face of the mask. Sitting there he tilted his head and glared into Jim's eyes.
Jim knew he had to run, but it felt as if he was frozen. His whole body was numb. A dried throat.
Now he stood in front of him. Breathing tediously over Jim's face. His hot warm smell of fresh blood from his clothes and mask flew into Jim's nose. Jim could hear the soft ominous laughs from behind his mask.
As the man opened his mask, Jim stared at him with shock and said,"YOU!"
They say some people can feel when they might die. As cruel and sad that is Jim knew his time was well over.
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