Disclaimer: I do not own Eerie Queerie or any of its characters.
A/N: This is inspired by Higurashi no Naku Koro ni.
Kill your friends; I don't care...
-Nightwish
A small ray of light filtered in through the bathroom window, illuminating a tall blonde-haired man. Had his face not been masked in blood, he would have been quite handsome.
"Who are you?!" he screamed, fear coursing through his body. He felt his back slam into the hard stone wall as he attempted to move backwards. He had no where else to go. This was it. He was going to die.
Drip. The water from the broken sink fell. Drip. No reply. Drip. He had to get out. Drip. But how? Drip.
In the dim light, he knew that escape was useless. His killer had him trapped.
"What do you want from me?!" he yelled, once again releasing the panic inside him.
"What are you doing?! Sto-!" Smash. The killer swung the bat, making contact with the young man's face.
He fell to the floor, clutching his face and screaming in agony. No! He didn't want to die!
"Someone help me!" he screeched, but no reply came. He felt his world spin around him, felt the cold of the dank bathroom stones, felt the bat crash down upon him again. And again. And again. And, finally, he felt no more.
Drip. Blood fell from the bat onto the bathroom floor. Drip. A maniacal laugh filled the air. Drip.