One Way Out
Suddenly the door opened and Emma Aaron peeked in.
"Emma, help us?" Emma whispered. She considered us for a moment and before you could say anything to further convince her, she shut the door. You tried to open the door but your leg is still injured. The two of you kept quiet as you heard a very distinctive set of footsteps approach. The door opened again and instead of Emma, you saw John.
You immediately got back, trying to get away from him, delaying the inevitable. You backed up against the wall. John stalked over to you and grabbed you by the collar of your shirt. He cocked his head to the side and looked at you. You remembered the knife in your pocket and whipped it out to stab him but he grabbed your wrist before the knife could even touch his skin. He then grabbed your jaw and everything happened in slow motion. He started pulling at your lower jaw and it hurt worse than repairing your leg.
You felt it being ripped out of your sockets and the skin stretching to its limits. The skin breaks and you scream out somehow.
"Emma, help us?" Emma whispered. She considered us for a moment and before you could say anything to further convince her, she shut the door. You tried to open the door but your leg is still injured. The two of you kept quiet as you heard a very distinctive set of footsteps approach. The door opened again and instead of Emma, you saw John.
You immediately got back, trying to get away from him, delaying the inevitable. You backed up against the wall. John stalked over to you and grabbed you by the collar of your shirt. He cocked his head to the side and looked at you. You remembered the knife in your pocket and whipped it out to stab him but he grabbed your wrist before the knife could even touch his skin. He then grabbed your jaw and everything happened in slow motion. He started pulling at your lower jaw and it hurt worse than repairing your leg.
You felt it being ripped out of your sockets and the skin stretching to its limits. The skin breaks and you scream out somehow.
