Thump thump…Thump thump…Thump thump

My heart was pounding in my chest as I ran down the hallway of the hospital.

“Mama?!” I cried out, “Sal?!”

Pain was surging through my head as shadows started to build in the corners of my vision, which was rapidly blurring.

I felt so alone, hurt, and scared as tears formed in my eyes. I ran through more and more doors until I eventually made it into a dark room…then I saw her.

“...Mama?” she was covered in blood, half her body mangled. The walls were a darker shade then the rest of the hospital, and covered in blood. Looking closer at them I noticed some of the blood spelled out words like ‘Murderer’, ‘They’re all going to die’, and ‘He’s coming’.

A loud crash came from the hallway. I jumped in surprise, and didn’t bother to turn around, I just sprinted to the bed and hid underneath.

“Here Cassy Cassy” A male voice said as it entered the room. I turned my head to see his blue sneakers, and red ripped jeans. “Come out, come out wherever you are”

I held my breath as he stopped and stood directly in front of me. I held my hands to my mouth to stop me from making any noise, but found that my face was covered in bandages.

I then heard the male chuckle lowly, then he walked to the side of the bed. I sighed quietly as he moved farther away from me, but then I felt a strong hand grab me by the leg. I screamed as he dragged me out from under the bed, and held a knife up to stab me.

I only had a quick glimpse of him. But a glimpse was enough. Enough to recognize familiar, messy, blue hair. Enough to recognize the discolored piece of his mask. Enough to recognize that it was an older version of my twin brother…Sal Fisher.

I felt a sharp pain as his knife went through my chest..and then…