The creep catches you
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You haven't gone very far when someone grabs your hair and yanks hard on it, stopping your flight and pulling you backward. | You haven't gone very far when someone grabs your hair and yanks hard on it, stopping your flight and pulling you backward. | ||
- | You scream and reach up, trying to get the creep's hand off your hair. Your fingers close around something that might be his fingers. You squeeze as hard as you can. The creep bellows | + | You scream and reach up, trying to get the creep's hand off your hair. Your fingers close around something that might be his fingers. You squeeze as hard as you can. The creep bellows an animal roar of rage, and lets you go. |
- | You spin around to face him, wondering what you can do. He raises his weapon as you look around for a weapon. Can you fight? If not, can you somehow run away from him? | + | You spin around to face him, wondering what you can do. He raises his weapon as you look around for a weapon of your own. Can you fight? If not, can you somehow run away from him? |
Then it's too late. The creep towers over you. He swings his weapon down, aiming it at your head - | Then it's too late. The creep towers over you. He swings his weapon down, aiming it at your head - |
Current revision as of 21:54, 3 June 2018
You run as fast as you can into the woods. You are barely aware of rocks and branches cutting into your bare feet, and of branches slamming into your naked breasts, belly, and legs. The sounds of the creep's pursuit are coming closer. You try to run a little faster.
You haven't gone very far when someone grabs your hair and yanks hard on it, stopping your flight and pulling you backward.
You scream and reach up, trying to get the creep's hand off your hair. Your fingers close around something that might be his fingers. You squeeze as hard as you can. The creep bellows an animal roar of rage, and lets you go.
You spin around to face him, wondering what you can do. He raises his weapon as you look around for a weapon of your own. Can you fight? If not, can you somehow run away from him?
Then it's too late. The creep towers over you. He swings his weapon down, aiming it at your head -
The weapon abruptly comes to a halt as a loud noise ripples through the air. The creep pauses, then collapses. His blade tumbles down, just inches away from your head.
As the creep falls, you see a young, brown-haired man in a police uniform. The gun he fired is still pointing at where the creep once stood. he holsters his weapon.
"Are you alright?" he asks.
You nod, then collapse to your knees, still not able to comprehend what just happened.
"It's okay," the policeman tells you. "It's over now."
He walks up to you and outstretches a hand.
"Come on," he says. "You're safe."
You start to get back on your feet, then stop. "Where's everyone else?" you ask.
"I'm sorry," he replies. "They -"
The policeman is interrupted by a voice on his radio. He turns away from you to answer it.
"All units, report!" the voice over the radio barks. "We've got five bodies so far and no sign of a perpetrator.
"Sheriff Riley, this is Deputy Fisher," the policeman replies. "Threat has been neutralized..."
He pauses and looks back at you.
"No survivors."
You don't have time to figure out what Fisher means before he's suddenly on top of you.
"Sorry," Fisher says. "The sight of you in your birthday suit - well, you're just a little too tempting."
You begin to scream, hoping that the other policemen will hear you.
"Scream all you want, they'll never hear you," he laughs.
Disregarding his "advice", you continue to scream for help while he pulls his pants down. Probably having enough, he silences you with a slap across your face.
"Shut the fuck up!" Fisher snarls. "You little bitch, let's see how-"
Fisher's expression suddenly pauses. Looking up you see why - a familiar blade has lodged itself inside of his rectum, held by a familiar figure.
The creep's return gives you time to slip out of Fisher's grip, while Fisher tries to defend himself against a man who appears to have returned from the dead. He struggles to draw his gun, but a second swing lops off his hand, pistol still being clenched. Disarmed - literally - the sadistic deputy is unable to do anything while the creep goes to work on opening up his abdomen.
While you can't say you're too sad to see Fisher go, you're also not too happy about the creep being back. Well, he did inadvertently save you, but once he's done with Fisher, you know you're next.
Slasher's Body Count: |
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Live:You (a girl who likes girls) |
Dead:Nikki, Tomas, Andrew, Chris, Jackie |