Tbh, I don't like it much as I feel it lacks detail and character info, detailed plot etc. :3 But thank you. When the story ends I will edit it and change it a little, an re post the story overall here.
It's short. Sorry. :3 Don't like this update much as I did it in a rush. I promise next time I do an update I won't write it watching TV and I'll edit it. I'm knackered from horse riding though. "Interesting" lesson.. I'll shut up now. ;D *** My eyelids felt heavy and my head was pounding. I winced. I tryed to move my arms to lift myself up and froze. I couldn't move my arms. Then I rembered what happened before I passed out... My eyes flew open and looked around where I was. I was in a pitch black room, the only light coming from a dim glowing lamp, illuminating a small part of the room next to me. I was strapped onto a grey stone table. My hands and feet strapped down, with a big yet loose-ish strap over my neck. The straps were grey and dull, matching the plain stone table. I gulped ,painfully. I was in my attic, from what I could tell. I sighed and mentally slapped myself. I should of checked the attic! The hunter must have been hiding here. I let out a small cry of confusion and pain. My head hurt like crazy! I counted to ten then croaked out, "what's g-going o-o-on?" Silence surrounded me for a few moments, the only sound was my shallow breathing dancing around me. After a few minutes a gruff voice spoke from the darkness of the room. "You know you shouldn't fall asleep playing a game... Some would say it's rude." My eyes widened and I trembled lightly, recognizing the voice. "R-rude? Rich coming from a p-person who lived in my a-a-attic for uh, how long?" "Hmm... I don't know... Three weeks?" The man said, a smirk to his voice. I remained silence, not sure what to say. Scared to respond. I couldn't help my curiousity, and the question I was dieing to ask escaped. "W-why? Why would you do this to me...?" "I think you know why," he responded. Silence followed shortly after him. "You brought it on yourself.." I sighed, once again thinking back to the night it had all happened... The night that changed my life forever... *** Another cliff hanger ;D. Sorry guys :3, it's just easier to start a new update from a cliff hanger AND it builds suspense. It also keeps readers. Sorry.
-screams- JESSE! HOW COULD YOU LEAD US TO A CLIFF HANGER AND THEN SAY OOOPS SORRY UPDATES WON'T HAPPEN SOOON! AHHHHH! ENOUGH TO MAKE ONE GO INSANE!
Sorry guys. I will not respond to comments nor update much. Meh. Feedback is apreciated, but I don't mind anymore. Not revealing anything yet as I want to do a good update when I reveal everything/ a lot. *** ???P.O.V I lurked in the shadows, watching Midnight from a distance. She had a distant far of look about her. Probably re-living the past in her head, I thought. I looked closer at her. She had a look of concentration upon her once "inocent" face, and her eyes were looking at nothing in particular. A small sigh escaped my high walls. She looked peaceful. Peace. A strange word, I'd most likely never get. Debating in my head, I too got lost in thought. -3rd person now.- A small light illuminated the attic room. It's light gently hitting the girls' distracted face, but far away enough to stop the man from being revealed. The man was staring intently at the ground, his breathing heavy. He had a mixture of confusion in his narrow eyes, unlike the look of tragic regret in the girls' eye, which was unusual. Apart from the two silent figures, the room seemed quite empty. It was a small attic, only containing a few black bin bags stuffed with Christmas decorations to one side. It seemed quite bare, except for the small lamp and the strange contraption in the middle of the room that the girl was stuck to. The room didn't contain much, it just held a sense of anxiety. Silence clear in the air; tension sufocating the two people. ** Yes, I know it's short. Just be glad I updated. =\ Any issues contact me through pal. Stalk my friends and you'll soon find someone with my pal username.
Sorry, been a while since I updated. Had horrible writers block . You might want to re-read the flashback from when she was in the persons house and read the note, as instead of re-writing I'm continueing from there. -*-*-*-*- Flashback. I was running across the deserted streets after reading the note. It was early morning - 3am- and the streets that were once usually full of chattering adults and screaming children were empty. I liked silence, but I was spooked already and so it seemed slightly freaky. I looked behind me as I stopped to catch my breath. My eyes were big, like a deer caught in the headlights. I shuddered thinking about the note. I thought back to what it had said... (A/N: This is le note.) ' Hey Mason, Shit got leaked... You know Brit? Well I thought the bitch was safe... Apparently not. I've had the cops on my fucking trail. I got her before she could get anywhere - she's in the river now - but the cops found one of our older kills, with both mine AND your fingerprints. I'm at the hideout now. Get over here. Oh yeah and next time, incase I forget to say, bring Midnight. Her name right? Anyways, it's her turn soon. Oh yeah, and bring a dagger. Guns are too loud. Josh. Ps. Burn this when you get this. Can't trust anyone nowadays. ' I remembered it vividly. Every word etched into my once inocent brain. Thoughts clouded my mind... What were they going to do to me? Who were they? W-why me? I pinched my wrist and closed my eyes for a second before opening. Everything was real... Everything... Especially the the thud of boots, stomping towards me from the mysteries of the darkness... -*-*-*-*- Bleh. I don't like it that much, but I'm on holiday (Or was when I typed this) so be glad you got an update.... The flashback will be continued next update and most shall be explained then. Also, I'm walling everyone that has once read this story and commented that it has been updated. I won't always do that, it's just because I haven't updated in a while and people have probably forgotten about this. Thanks for reading.