She'd been searching around the cabin for him for a while now and each time Ash thought he'd gain the courage to come out of hiding and run for it the crazy bitch would start calling out to him again. It felt like hours until the clock in the main room started to chime and he had heard her cursing. The cabin had gone quiet again without Tiff tapping on walls and and moving furniture around to hunt him down. Just as Ash gathered enough courage to try and get out from his hiding spot he heard the sound of her heels coming down the hall and moved back under the bed, hunkering down in his safe spot. Her feet passed by, heading into the bathroom as she whistled a little tune. For a moment she rustled around in there, turning on the faucet to the bathtub and setting up some candles. Peeking out from under the bed he could faintly see her plug the bath and pour a little soak into the water for a bubble bath. Toff continued to hum a song, stopping every once and a while to talk to herself. God, she was a crazy fucking bitch.
He moved back towards the wall again as Tiff came out with a bag of something in her hands. Grabbing a handful of rose petals she tossed them down onto the bed and empties the rest from inside the bag down onto the blankets. With that done the blonde went back into the bathroom, Ash able to creep out from the wall a little more. He watched from the crack in the door while Tiff kicked off her heels and then dropped the ripped up dress from her body before slipping into the nice warm bubble bath. Here it was, this was his chance to finally get out of here. To finally have the upper hand. Taking a firm hold on the fire poker Ash quietly crawled out from under the bed. He rose to his feet slowly, watching through the cracked door for Tiff to move or notice him. Once he was on his feet he crept quietly towards the bathroom, raising the poker in his hands. This was it, it was either him or her and he wasn't about to let her murder him.
Tiff was ignorant to the man creeping up behind her, rubbing bubbles on her arms and grabbing the bottle of wine to take a sip from it. She set it back down on the floor beside the bath before going back to washing her arms off. It felt nice getting all the grime off her, who would have thought going for a little firewood would have been so messy? Lowering her arms back into the warm water Tiff sat back in the bath and leaned her head into the back rest on the tub, her knees raised out of the waterline slightly while the cloud of bubbles drifted around her. "Mr. Sandman, bring me a dream. Make him the cutest that I've ever seen." Tiffany started to sing with her soft voice. It was hard to imagine she was capable of so much evil with a pretty face and a sweet voice. Raising one of her legs up from the water Tiff started rubbing it down stopping her song to hiss with pain when her fingers went over one of her cuts.
Lowering her leg back into the water she sat up and smirked. "You know the best thing about old old cabins? The creaky floorboards." Tiff spoke up out of nowhere. She turned around as Ash panicked and swung the poker down at her head. A hand shot up from the bubbly water, catching the iron rod with a wicked smile playing across her lips. "Sorry but I've been here before and I promised myself I wasn't going to get taken out in a bathtub again." Ash screamed seeing Tiff glaring at him with that sadistic twinkle in her eyes. What music to her ears, she'd picked him because he was really a beautiful screamer. As cute as he looked, built and manly he could scream like a little girl. Chucky was going to just LOVE him.
Ash was out of idea's now, he thought he'd snuck up on her quietly enough but he had underestimated Tiff for the second time now. While she broke down laughing at his terror Ash finally did the only other thing he could do. He swung his fist right at her face hitting her hard in the nose. That shut her up fast but it didn't take her down. Instead Tiff was taken aback and put a hand over her nose. He'd actually hurt her pretty bad seeing her fingers move away from her face covered in blood. She covered her bleeding nose again, that offended look on her face. The moment Tiff was about to say something again Ash hit her in the face a second time, this time knocking her out cold. Had he just hit a woman in the face? Oh boy, his college professor was going to be pissed at him. Tiff went down, almost comical in the way she fainted. Her head went underwater spilling bubbles up to the surface as she sank down.
He couldn't move, just looked down into the tub while bubbles closed over the place she had gone down. He waited a moment longer, thinking she might get back up but there was nothing but a calm surface. In his mind he told himself to let her drown, she deserved it, she was going to kill him. Yet that good boy part of him finally cracked. If he let her die then he was no better than her and Ash wasn't a killer. He stepped towards the bath, getting down on his knees he reached into the bubbles and pulled her free from the water, her head lulling back as he lifted her up and over the edge of the tub. Once she was fully laid out on the floor Ash put his ear to her mouth trying to see if she was breathing. Nothing, just stillness. "Ah crap." He ran his fingers through his dark hair. Awkwardly he positioned his hands on her chest, trying not to inappropriately touch her before doing a few chest compressions. "Come on crazy lady." He begged for her to just breath again. After a few chest compressions he leaned down, pinching her nose and giving her mouth to mouth. Nothing, still nothing. Ash went back to the chest compressions and then mouth to mouth a few more times before Tiff finally choked up the water that had been in her lungs. He put a hand over his heart and took a deep breath of relief.
Tiff giggled still out of it, her head rolling to the side and she looked up at Ash through a glazed over stare. "No Chucky stop it, get your hand off my boob." Ash pulled his hand off her nervously watching as her eyes fluttered shut again. At least this time she was still breathing. Pulling a towel off the sink Ash wrapped it around her body and scooped her up in his arms. He groaned a bit lifting her off the ground and widening his stance so he could carry her.
"You are deceptively heavy lady." Ash groaned and walked her into the main room where he plopped her onto the sofa. His eyes darted over to the rope by the fireplace. "Paybacks a bitch Barbie." Ash growled and grabbed the rope. Running it through his hands he went back over to Tiff, first tying up her legs and then her hands. He looped the rope around her several times and checked his knots to make sure she wasn't about to go anywhere. Collapsing down by the couch he rested his head back and huffed, feeling his shaking body finally start to settle. "I got this." He huffed to himself victoriously when a loud ringing filled his ears. He jumped, still skittish from his little tussle with the hot killer. Another ring rang out before Ash noticed it was a phone. He clambered back to his feat and ran to the table where the phone sat ringing. The name Chucky flashed on the screen as the phone vibrated with each ring.
Picking it up he swiped on the green phone icon and placed it to his ear. "H...hello?"
"Who the fuck is this?" A female voice with a thick Jersey accent yelled on the other line.
"As...uumm..." Ashton stuttered trying to get the words out of his mouth but he was still slightly in shock.
"Listen little shit I don't got all day, what the fuck are you doin with my wife?" The voice on the other line shouted back at him.
"Wife? You mean that crazy fucking blonde is your wife?" Ashton shouted back.
"Hey, that's no way to talk about a lady. Listen, just give the phone to Tiff and I can leave you out of this. I need to talk to her."
"Umm..." Ashton looked back over to Tiff who was still unconscious on the ground. "She's not available right now."
"What?" The woman on the other line sounded pissed off now. "What the fuck did you do to her?" Ashton felt his face burn hot from terror now. That cold dark voice twisted over the phone. "If you so much as touched one hair on her head...you're a dead man." The line went dead then, Ashton looking down at the black screen of the phone. Ashton looked up hearing the door swing wide open. It was just the wind he told himself as it banged against the side of the cabin. The wind picked up blowing the rain sideways before the door slammed shut again making Ashton jump. Gulping hard he stepped towards the door when all the shutters on the cabin slammed shut. Each one closing down along the sides of the building, one right after the other. Ash was on edge now, his eyes darting around the room to the sound of something scurrying inside the walls.
Quickly the noise moved towards the cellar door, a loud bang sounding against the floor and a second later the cellar door jumping open, fighting against the hold of the chain. Ash moved away from the cellar door as it jumped a few more times, flying open and then slamming shut. One the last one the lock was tossed away from the door, sliding under the couch. The chains slipped from the handle and the door flipped open exposing the large black portal into the basement. For a moment Ash stood there, eyes wide with terror. What the fuck was happening around here? Ash moved closer to the door, reaching out to shut it again. As soon as he got down on his knees to close it however there came a loud gurgling noise. "What the..." Ash was cut short with a torrent of blood vomited up from the cellar. It flew at him like a never-ending wave soaking him head to toe in the red slicky mess. By the time the geyser of viscera had ended the cellar door slammed shut on it's own leaving Ash sitting there in shock.
The kids pulled up seeing the red Pontiac already parked there. One of the teen boys glared through the rain, his friend screwing around with a girl in the back seat and giggling as his sister sat there with her arms crossed over her chest in annoyance. "Hey, I thought that lady said we were going to be alone up here." His girlfriend sitting in the front seat leaned in closer to the windshield to get a better look.
"Maybe she stopped by to pick up something?" He put the car into park and unbuckled himself.
"You guys stay put alright." Opening his door he stepped out into the rain seeing the cabin door now wide open. Wrapping his arms around himself he raised his hand up to shield his eyes and started moving into towards the cabin. He could see someone on the ground, knelt down on the floor. Something was wrong, something was very wrong with him. He stopped for a moment, the ale man looking towards him with wide crazed eyes. Josh watched the guy for a moment, afraid to move a muscle until the loud scream of a woman caught his attention. "Shit."