You're tired of running; you'll stay here and let him kill you
From Create Your Own Story
You hold still. You're tired of playing.
You wait for the slasher to finish you. And wait... and wait...
It's dark and cold. You start shivering. Then your teeth begin to chatter uncontrollably.
"So, you refuse to play."
How long has he been here, in the darkness, next to you?
"To answer your question, 45 minutes. You have great patience."
"You can read minds?"
"Only if I'm actually touching the person."
Where is he touching you? You don't feel anything...
"Just kidding. You mumbled your question out loud without realizing it. In the meantime, I don't want you to die of exposure and hypothermia."
Two strong arms wrap around you, and the slasher holds you very tightly against his body. It throws a lot of heat. Within a couple of minutes, you're toasty warm again. In fact, you're almost too hot, as you start to sweat a bit.
"I don't have to chase you to draw out the process."
That doesn't sound good.
"So, you have a choice. Should I bind you and very slowly give you death by a thousand cuts -- literally -- or should I set you down and have you run for a few hours before I kill you in a way that only takes a few seconds?"
| Slasher's Body Count: |
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| Live:You (a girl who likes girls) |
| Dead:Nikki, Tomas, Andrew, Chris, Jackie |
