Halloween Horror Nights Comes True

Everyone mobs to the exit trying to leave as fast as they can. Not wanting to be the next victim. Everyone is vulnerable not knowing what’s going to happen next. You stay still looking at your friend one last time. Looking at your beautiful friend laying there, exposed and vulnerable. You know you will never forgive yourself for leaving her side while she’s alone, but she would have wanted you to save your self. You have to leave. Your feet take you and you are running in a sprint along with everyone else in the festival. Your mind is thinking about how awful tonight has been. Out of nowhere, you stop. You are feeling such immense pain that you are numb. You stumble a little, your eyes dart down to where you can feel. Your gut has a knife inserted deep into your flesh. The handle is being tightly gripped by the familiar face of the magician who took your best friends life. He has an obnoxious smirk on his face, showing his dominantce. He twists the knife puncturing your gut further officially putting you to an enternal sleep. The blurry picture of the gross overweight serial killer walking away burns into your brain until you fall into a peaceful state. Tonight is over. Horror fest is over. It is all over.