INVADERS NOTE
Chapter 2: Death and happiness.
Written By: Kaylee Jones [STUDENT]
Jamie's point of view
I opened my eyes and and my vision slowly came back to me…I groaned loudly in pain from my wounds. Where am I now… ? I thought. I struggled to sit up but pushed through. “ you're awake, congratulations. you survived yesterday's experiment”. experiment?..”You bastard, you think you can treat people like your lab rats!” I tried to charge at the man but my arm was chained to the bed and I fell down. “Augh”, a sharp sting went through my body. but I didn't care. I was blinded by anger, “if I wasn't in this chain I would kill you for what you did to my friends! And anyone else you Murdered!. “oOoO you're a feisty one aren't you”. he walked close to me and crouched down. “You're pretty lucky I'm not gonna be the one keeping you, unfortunately I'm going to sell you to an old friend of mine.” Get away from me!! I yelled. He glared at me with a blank expression. He then stood up. He grabbed me, I started squirming and trying to hit him, He grabbed my wrist and started to twist, I screamed, he tossed me towards the bed, *BANG*. The killer tosses a gown at me. “Put it on," he said. He walked to the doorway and leaned on it. He started to tap his foot and finger o with his arms crossed. “Would you rather put it on or I put it on for you”. Instead of his blank expression he looked serious. Almost impatient. I can't put it on if I’m cuffed. He rolls his eyes. The man goes to a spot on the wall and enters a passcode to a safe like box. *click* The chain had become longer in length, I felt the chain grow and I felt less restricted. “If you try anything I will put the chain so short you will be stuck on your bed for the rest of the time you are here”...*bzzz* *bzzz* That sound… It sounds like a phone. The man reached into his pocket and took out a cellphone, he then walked away from the room. Now that he is gone the first thing I thought of to do was to try and find a way out. But i didn't want the guy to come back and see that i didn't change so i changed into whatever he gave me to wear. He gave me a white shirt. The white shirt wasn't normal though…there were buttons all over the right side like the shirt has been cut all the way down. The buttons on the side enabled me to put my shirt on without the chain being in the way. The shirt almost looked like a hospital gown. It didn't have pants. I started to look around to see if I had something to get this cuff off or figure out a way to get to the breaker like box. I didn't see anything that could help me get the chain off, just from seeing the chains length i didn't think i would be able to make it all the way over to the breaker box, the only thing i thought of was to break my hand…I had to put a lot of thought into it because I was already in severe pain..I made up my mind, I took a few deep breaths and then proceeded to try and force my hand through the cuffs circular grip on my wrist. “Augh!” I tried to react to the pain as silently as possible. Midway I hear footsteps. I turned to the door and saw a tall shadow coming back to the room entrance. I Froze. From my attempt to escape the cuffs a red mark was left on my wrist and palm. I tried to cover it up as much as possible so he wouldn’t notice. I looked at the psychopath who had just arrived at the doorway entrance. The man puts his phone back in his pocket, The man looks up and meets eyes with me. The man approached me and glared at me blankly yet maliciously, It was the same look he gave Jesse before he killed him. I look at his left hand, he has a weapon, the hatchet from earlier. The same hatchet he killed Jesse and Tyler with…I start to panic…but the panic slowly turned into relief, if I die…I will be with my best friends. I care less about my family, they weren't my real family anyway. Maybe if I die I’ll be able to see my real family too. I started to lightly smile. I am happy now. The killer raises his hatchet and makes a clean gouge to my neck. Blood spews from the wound like a leaking pipe. I choke on my blood. I can't breathe. I slump to the ground, still choking and bleeding like a faucet, the pain I felt slowly faded and I started to feel myself die…
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