The Hunting
You run into the closet.
Just then the footsteps gather near your room, and walk in.
You hear nothing but silence, then the door being re closed. So you walk out to grab your phone and call the police through your terrified tears.
You don't see your phone on the bed where you left it, so you ruffle through the sheets panicking and realize it's not there.
You look at your room and see a man at the end holding your phone, then he continues to smash it on the ground.
You scream and try to open the window but in reality you know how it's going to end.
He grabs you, you cry one last pitiful tear....
RIP
Just then the footsteps gather near your room, and walk in.
You hear nothing but silence, then the door being re closed. So you walk out to grab your phone and call the police through your terrified tears.
You don't see your phone on the bed where you left it, so you ruffle through the sheets panicking and realize it's not there.
You look at your room and see a man at the end holding your phone, then he continues to smash it on the ground.
You scream and try to open the window but in reality you know how it's going to end.
He grabs you, you cry one last pitiful tear....
RIP
