The sun shined tough the attics window waking me up. I felt tired and sore I looked around I knew I wasn't in my own home. I got up and stretch I looked around. On my left was some old desk with a chair a book and pen and clean white paper laid on the desk on my Rigth was a old chair it was starched and had a blanket half on it. I stumbled tough the dark and got to a old light switch
It slowly turned on. It half blinded me when it did I could see much better know.
On my Rigth was the bed I seeped in. Old and uncomfortable but it was still a bed. A old thick wooden hatch led to the down stairs but it bolded shut with a
Lock and key. I knew I was trapped here. I was looking around when I felt a drip on my forehead. It was something wet. I slowly looked up to see Dan howlet's corpse hand on the beams he was rotting maggot and worms had got him. A thick rope made into a nose. Hang around his neck. I let out a scream I backed up I lost my balance and fell on my butt. With a loud thump! I could hear footsteps coming closer. I got onto my honkers and crawled to my bed. I crawled under my bed it tight but it was a good hiding spot. I heard the footsteps under me. I head a thump of the lock removed. I was shacking in fright I could hear what ever it was coming up the steps of the attic. I saw phill head pop into view he looked tired and pale. I tried to keep my breathing low so he didn't hear me. He Got all the way up I could see he had something in his hand but I couldn't see in the distance without my glass.
He was humming a song as he walked around . " it must be my inmagtion " he said to himself
He close enough so I saw what he holding. It was a kitchen knife it very sharp the light of
Sun Beamed off the newly washed knife. He flicked off the light and it went dark my breathing hitched up when I saw the knife. I head his foot steps come closer to me I tired hard to breath quietly. The floorboard let out a loud mone as phil bent down I felt a cold hand grape my foot. I screamed trying to kick him off but he was too strong he dragged me out from my hiding spot. Phil tried to knock me out but I was able to wiggle away. I let out a loud scream and kick phill hard in privets. He fell to his knees cupping his privets he rolled on floor in pain. I got up and took the Knife he had and ran to hatch and went down stairs to the hall. I knew I had escape or that psycho will come after me and kill me...