Donna lay on the floor as Johnny jumped off of her. His warmth left her and she was cold again. Could this be my chance? thought Donna. She got up as quickly as she could and opened the door next to the one that Johnny went through. It was a staircase leading downstairs. The smell emanating from the darkness made her nauseous, but she realized that "hey maybe I can hide out there for a while and then come back up when he's sleeping or something." She stood in the doorway. That was the stupidest thing I could have ever thought of, she thought, I mean the guy is a lunatic (a sexually frustrated one at that) and he'll find me and kill me.
Donna walked slowly down the stairs feeling her way in the dark. Suddenly she saw a room with a light, but as she moved closer, she heard crying. She walked into a room with a girl and a boy locked in a cage. Their mouths were bloody and Donna noticed sections of the boy's leg was torn and fleshy. They both seemed to be the age of 18. "Help us, you bitch!" screamed the boy, through his tears. "Yea! What the fuck are you standing there for and why are you in your underwear? Tell me, was he a good fuck?" the girl laughed sadistically. Donna walked away to the door leading further down. "He'll get you! He gets everyone! You'll never survive!" the boy and the girl screamed.
Meanwhile.....
Johnny moves swiftly down the stairs. "Hey did you see a girl run by here?" asked Johnny. The girl laughed. "Who? Your little fuck toy? HAH! And you said you weren't into those kinds of things, but I guess everyone needs pussy now and then, even you." The boy and the girl threw their heads back in hysterical laughter. "All right! That's it! I'm so sick of you saying this shit every time I walk by! Your time is up!" Johnny screamed, pulling out his knife. He unlocked the cage door and proceeded to behead the two. His knife had fresh blood on it and the sight and smell of it enticed him even more.
Anyways.....
Donna heard his footsteps in the room above and she ran as fast as she could down the wooden stairs. She ran into many different rooms filled with sometimes a dozen people. But she was getting tired, more tired than she already was and she ran into the next room and closed the door. Panting, she turned around and gasped. Tears welled in her eyes as she saw the bodies of countless people piled up on each other like rags. She stood in front of one the piles and cried. Shit, look at this, its like a fucking holocaust..... I should have never left.....He's going to kill me.....how could he stand to do this, oh my god, she thought to herself.
She suddenly felt a cold hand on her shoulder, but she knew what he'd do if she turned around. She then felt the cold blade of the knife against her throat. Her eyes closed, squeezing the tears out. But nothing happened. She could feel him, with one hand around her waist the other holding the knife, but he didn't seem to be doing anything. "Turn around," he demanded softly. She stood frozen, her tears flowed down her face. "Turn around," he said, louder this time. But she couldn't move nor could she say anything. He grabbed her shoulders sharply and spun her around. "You think you can just do this to me?" he said, his voice low and harsh, "You think you can just play with me? Fuck! I'm the one who captured you! After this, you're going to join these fools." "A..A..After what?"Donna asked.
I'm really starting to regret creating Donna and making her so damn stupid I mean really...why the hell is she so damn stupid? Oh well....I've been tied down w/ my own little problems so I haven't laid a dainty hand on my comp, but I'll try and finish it up. I'm almost done.