Why must you play the villain till the end?

(Prologue)

Footsteps can be heard at the mansion. They passed a window and the faint light of the moon shone to them giving you a glimpse of what they looked like. A middle-aged man frantically ran trough the mansion hoping to find an escape. Even though it is his mansion, he had a hard time figuring which route or what-nots and his aching head isn't helping at all. He has- no, he MUST find an escape or a place to hide before 'It' finds him and loose at 'It's' game of hide and seek. 'It' giggled as 'It' saw that the drug is working. He has to win the game before midnight or he'll die either because of the drug or in the hand's of 'It'. He shuddered at the thought and continued running not minding the silhoutte easily following him.

'It'frowned. 'It' didn't like the drug though. His body will be numb by the time 'It' found him and 'It's' torture will be nothing. Who wants a dying playmate? It's simply boring. But 'It' had to do it. 'It's' lazy-ass partner said that 'It' should take precautions since the last mission was a disaster. Though 'It' wouldn't call it disaster since it was fun. The police chasing you and failing of course. It had a little thrill even though 'It' knew they can't catch them. The police knew us anyway, well not the personal information like names and stuff, buy why not have fun? Well, can't really expect something from a party pooper cold hearted-bastard. 'It' decided to pick the 'Things' she was about to used.

He saw that 'It' was distracted. Assuming that he can trick 'It', he turned left and hid in the locker earning a smirked from the 'It'. His heart was pounding as 'It' stopped 'It's' tracks. 'It' searched every locker and destroying it like it was nothing, every second his heart was beating. He didn't realized he had been holding his breath the whole time. He shifted his body uncomfortably, trying not to make a sound then he felt something sharp pricked his finger. He looked down and saw a cutter. Perfect. He heard the sounds of crashing coming closer and closer at his hiding place. He was sweating. He heard 'It's' voice singing hide and seek. He can't help but be enchanted at 'It's' voice. He almost forgot the situation he was in. Then the melody paused, the crashing and footsteps are gone too. He peeked at the hole and saw an eye. He almost screamed but clamp his mouth shut. He didn't move, didn't dare to make a sound. 'It' was in front of him examining the locker. 'It' then passed the locker. He looked and saw 'It's' shadow fading and a moment later 'It' was gone. He sighed and closed his eyes, relief flood throughout his body. Either he was really good at hiding or 'It's' really dumb. He thank both. He opened his eyes and-*BANG*. He become pale. All the colors draining his body. In front of him was a knife and an eye he saw awhile ago with a grin on 'It's' face.

"I-Found-YOU!"

He shivered as 'It' pulled out the knife that pierced his skin leaving a hole. He was bleeding uncontrollably. He covered it with his hand and tried to stop it. he clicked his tongue. The pain swirling mentally and physically. His head was aching much worse than awhile ago. 'It' continued to stab the locker while laughing insanely. He tried to dodge it all but it still hit him. He bit his lips trying to endure the pain. 'It' pried the door open and saw the pitiful image of the man.

The moon passed them and he saw what 'It' looked like. 'It' was a girl. She had a red eye on the right and she was wearing a mask that covered the half of her face. She has a black rose on her half pony-tailed black-violet hair that flowed at her thighs. His vision was hazy that he can't make out what she was wearing. She was smirking as he examined her.

"Tsk. Doll's and puppet's aren't supposed to ran away from there master's" She said

He looked at her. His blood was creating a pool. His consciousness fading away.

"Naughty ones are to be punished you know?" she asked as she waved her knife

Silence came to them. The ticking of the clock surrounded the mansion. He glanced at the clock as it displays 11:59 PM.

She comes closer, tapping her boots. She held his chin up and the bell rang. Bird's flew out of the trees. The melody of defeat rang in the mansion. He breath and the fresh-mint air came. He'll miss this. He looked at her as she glanced at the ringing clock. A smile formed her lips and she looked at him. She then smirked devilishly that make him shudder. Fear overcoming him. She picked up the knife laying on her side and mouthed

"Let's play"