Suzy’s Strange Saga
You turn around and try to get back in the house as quick as you can. You hear Jed shout at you to stop, but you don’t listen, you just to get in the front door.
You don’t quite make it and feel the burning pain a slug hitting the back of your left leg. Not only do you scream in agony, you also fall straight on you your face.
“Stupid bitch, I told ya, to stop!” Jed shouts.
You don’t even look at your leg, but you sense that it may just be barely attached to the rest of your body at this point. The agony is so bad you feel like you’re going to be sick or go unconscious at the same time.
Against all odds you continue to try to crawl into the entryway of the house.
“HEY! I SAID STOP FUCKING MOVING! Goddamnit…” you hear Jed shout and you expect to another shot, but instead you hear shouting of a different kind.
“ARGH! FUCK!”
You manage to turn your head enough to see Jed being attacked by the rabid woman he was violating. She’s bitten him, but he’s still managing to fight her off. You use this opportunity to continue to crawl away. You manage to get back inside, and you hear another gunshot followed by more swearing. Your heart sinks since that means Jed must still be alive.
The combination of fear and pain is clouding your thoughts of everything save for trying to get away, but you know that’s not going to happen.
Your fears become reality when you’re only half way up the stairs to the second floor and hear footsteps coming into the house.
“I hear ya whimpering girl and I can see the bloody mess yer leavin’. Won’t be half as messy though when I get through with ya!” you hear Jed shout.
You soon hear him on stairs behind you.
“Dunno, why yer goin’ up there for, your fate is sealed sick girl. Didn’t seem so sick out there when you were trying to reach for my shotgun. Bet you thought pullin’ one over on me a couple days ago was really funny. Well I guess I’m the one laughing now. Since I didn’t finish with my ex-girlfriend back there, guess you’ll have to fill in for her.
You suddenly feel a hand grip your good leg and pull hard. As you’re dragged, you make one last ditch effort to fight, by twisting your body and swinging the machete you’re still carrying in your hand.
You manage to catch Jed’s arm sinking the blade in. He yells, lets go and falls backwards down the stairs. Unfortunately with his other hand that still holds the shotgun, he pulls the trigger on it.
You’re hit again and it’s a quick death as part of your head and brains are splattered all over the stairs and walls, which at least spares you of any further suffering.
You don’t quite make it and feel the burning pain a slug hitting the back of your left leg. Not only do you scream in agony, you also fall straight on you your face.
“Stupid bitch, I told ya, to stop!” Jed shouts.
You don’t even look at your leg, but you sense that it may just be barely attached to the rest of your body at this point. The agony is so bad you feel like you’re going to be sick or go unconscious at the same time.
Against all odds you continue to try to crawl into the entryway of the house.
“HEY! I SAID STOP FUCKING MOVING! Goddamnit…” you hear Jed shout and you expect to another shot, but instead you hear shouting of a different kind.
“ARGH! FUCK!”
You manage to turn your head enough to see Jed being attacked by the rabid woman he was violating. She’s bitten him, but he’s still managing to fight her off. You use this opportunity to continue to crawl away. You manage to get back inside, and you hear another gunshot followed by more swearing. Your heart sinks since that means Jed must still be alive.
The combination of fear and pain is clouding your thoughts of everything save for trying to get away, but you know that’s not going to happen.
Your fears become reality when you’re only half way up the stairs to the second floor and hear footsteps coming into the house.
“I hear ya whimpering girl and I can see the bloody mess yer leavin’. Won’t be half as messy though when I get through with ya!” you hear Jed shout.
You soon hear him on stairs behind you.
“Dunno, why yer goin’ up there for, your fate is sealed sick girl. Didn’t seem so sick out there when you were trying to reach for my shotgun. Bet you thought pullin’ one over on me a couple days ago was really funny. Well I guess I’m the one laughing now. Since I didn’t finish with my ex-girlfriend back there, guess you’ll have to fill in for her.
You suddenly feel a hand grip your good leg and pull hard. As you’re dragged, you make one last ditch effort to fight, by twisting your body and swinging the machete you’re still carrying in your hand.
You manage to catch Jed’s arm sinking the blade in. He yells, lets go and falls backwards down the stairs. Unfortunately with his other hand that still holds the shotgun, he pulls the trigger on it.
You’re hit again and it’s a quick death as part of your head and brains are splattered all over the stairs and walls, which at least spares you of any further suffering.
