Hey, this is my first fanfiction so it isn't that well done but I hope it wasn't too bad.
WARNING This fanfiction contains stabbing, killing, swearing and other things you might not like so if you're sensitive to any of those things you may want to stop here.
I woke up in a strange place today. I have no idea how I got here or when I got here. All I know is that I need to escape. I'm outside a building that has a sign that reads "Gas Heaven". "Must've been some kind of gas station eh?" A old sounding voice came from behind me. I turned around. It was an old man with a small hat and a cigar in the side of his mouth. "Maybe." I said being my usual quiet self. "What's your name friend?" Asked the old man. "Oh, my name's Josh, What's your name?" I asked "Phillip" He replied. "Great, now we're acquaintances so if he dies I might actually feel bad.
Suddenly I heard a female scream coming from inside the gas station. We both cowered behind a wall made up of what seemed to be tires and old junk. As I looked closer at the wall I started to see...Fingers? "No, I'm just tired" I thought to myself. A few minutes passed when we finally figured we should come out from behind the wall.
We walked around for a bit and noticed some strange things. There are hooks strewn about everywhere and generators of some sort also everywhere. They seem to be broken. For some reason I had a feeling that I could fix them. That I needed to fix them.
So I started working on them. Phillip helped too. We got about 3 done when we heard another scream. It was at the generator next to us which was probably about (10 yards) away. We had a good conversation while we fixed the generators. Phillip and I ducked in the tall grass right next to the generator. It was then we finally got a good look at our "Psychopath". He had a white mask with eye holes and a mouth. He was wearing a dark blue mechanic suit and the mask had blond hair sticking out of the back. There seemed to be something purple flowing around the eye sockets. He was holding a huge knife and he was repeatedly stabbing the victim. I tried not to look. It was disgusting.
Once the killer was done he walked over to our generator. He looked around probably seeing if we were still around. Then he started kicking the generator ruining about half of our work. I saw Phillip clench his fist. "What're you doing?" I whispered. "I worked damn hard on that thing." Whispered Phillip "I know but we can''t fight him, he's huge!" I whispered.
I sighed as he walked away. I was about to get up until he turned back swiftly I was crouching and you could see the top of my head. He turned around walking towards me. I turned my head slowly to Phillip. Or, where Phillip had previously been. "That little bastard!" I thought in my head. "What do I do now?!" "Maybe he doesn't see me?" "No, he definitely sees me." "Okay, I'm just going to book it." I decided but by that time he had already walked up. He was about 6 feet away from where I was crouching. I still hadn't moved. He looked down at me. Then he saw how unfortunate I had been as Phillip had run away. He shook his head and walked away to find Phillip. "Okay?" I thought.
Sorry for the short chapter. I hope you enjoyed reading. I enjoyed writing. Please tell me if I did well for my first fanfiction and I'll put you at the top of the next chapter. Thanks!