Chapter three. 💛

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My stomach hurt. I tried my best to ignore the harsh stabbing pain of hunger in my stomach.

It had been two day since Masky had left me alone here.

It was time for dinner again. I could smell the roasted turkey and chicken slowly fill my room.

Fried chicken, burgers, french fries, salads, juicy steaks.

My stomach growled at these thoughts.

My hand went to my tummy.

I whimpered. I wish I had some chips with me.

My mouth felt dry and I felt that if I tried to talk all I would do is squeak.

Did they really forget about me?

Actually maybe it's because I refused to go outside of the room unless they brought me back home.

Oh yes that must be the reason.

The sun was setting outside. The window was still opened.

Light wind blowing in the room, making the delicious smells disappear.

I shivered, it was cold. It was also a struggle to sleep as well.

I had to find a specific position to feel comfortable.

It was also super cold at night and I kept on hearing creepy sounds outside.

I heard the door downstairs slam shut harshly. I tried really hard to peek outside. I saw.. Oh my god I saw JEFF THE KILLER.

I gasped. Woahhh!

It's the rare species! I giggled at my self.

I saw many people leave.

I even saw SLENDERMAN HOLY MOLY.

AND AN ELF!!

I stared with amazement.

Wait... where are they going?

I watched them slowly disappear into the wilderness.

I listened closely.

Was nobody in the mansion then?

It's my chance to escape!

I pulled at my chains once again.

Nothing.

I looked around the room.

Nothing.

I sighed. Now I remember why I gave up on the first day.

I felt a shiver go down my spine, as the room suddenly got colder.

My eyes went around the room immediately after I felt the coldness touch my skin.

I backed up to the nearest wall, the chains slightly pulling at me again.

The lights flickered. My breathing quickened as fear slowly was taking over me.

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