AN This is a little series centering around The Texas Chainsaw Massacre: The Beginning. All I own is my own original character I came up with and that's it. Review please! Even if it's negative. Just tell me what you think. AN
Prologue…Fear
Describe fear in one word for me was the question my therapist last asked at our third session – it was two weeks before the accident, my mom insisted I get therapy after my father pasted away. I didn't answer. Before then I didn't know what fear truly was I thought it was just a scene from the black and white horror movies – like Frankenstein. Now my mind was swimming with answers.
Was it when I saw my lover die right in front of my eyes? That probably is one of the causes.
Or maybe it was when my leg was nearly shattered by the blow of a chainsaw? That's definitely one of the causes. But how do I some all of that up in one word.
While I searched my mush of a mind for one word to describe fear, a face was the only thing that surfaced. It was neither ugly nor godlike; it was simply beautiful. It was neither a lover nor a friend; it was somewhere in between.
The face resurfaced a whole stack of memories I prayed would be lost forever. Memories of pain, torture, hate, crush-like acting and death. As I sit in the office with air clogging my throat as if it were a thick gas substance trying to choke me, I knew I had found my word.
"Leatherface." I said.
And that is where our story begins. The story of how me and him lived happily ever after while trying to escape Leatherface. Scratch the "happily ever after part," it was just me and him. Two strangers trying to run from the same evil.
The office door opened as a dark figure waddled in. I don't know if this would lead to my demise or if it would lead to my rescue.