Chapter 8

Kaylin dried her tears and hopped off the car hood. Joey followed her.

"Joey, it's ok. We're going to make it out of here alive. Trust me." She hugged her tightly. Joey's sobbed settled. They sat there for a long time, when they heard a faint scream in the distance. Kaylin looked up. Joey turned around.

"Natalie!" Kaylin yelled. They both ran in the direction of their friend.

Natalie's heart raced. He was getting closer. She could hear her own heart beating through her ears. She let out a scream, and she fumbled with the door handle. Finally she gave up and kicked at the window until the glass broke and she crawled out. Tears flooded her eyes. She got up and looked around. She couldn't see him. She couldn't hear the howl of his chainsaw.

She turned around and started to run. Thump thump thump. She twirled around, and there he stood. She screamed and tried to run. He grabbed her by the hair, and drug her. Where was he taking her?

She struggled to break free from his grip, but he just pressed on. She eventually saw a house come into view. Was he planning to rape her? She looked out front and saw the sheriff's car.

Oh no, she thought. He's killed the sheriff. Then she realized that Eric was with the sheriff… she screamed again, and cried harder. The man grunted as they reached the porch. He picked her up, and threw her down a stairwell and slammed the door shut.

She gasped for breath, and got up. As she began so walk around, she tripped, and fell. As she hit the floor, she felt something pierce her stomach hard. She cried out in pain, and looked down and saw a knife handle sticking from her gut. She began to shake as she lifted her hands to her eyes. She quickly lowered them and saw them dripping with her own blood. She cried tears of joy, seeing as now that man couldn't touch her. But at the same time, she had no chance of escape, or chance to warn the others.

Her body began to shiver with the cold as death gripped her. Lord, take me now. Was her last thought before her lifeless body dropped to the floor.

Chapter 9

Thomas trudged through the kitchen. Hoyt told him to get the girl from the car, so he did. What was he going to do with her? He wasn't allowed to touch her or make her suffer, so what was he going to do? Maybe Hoyt could shoot her…

Thomas heard a scream from the basement. He suspected she found the guy in the bathroom. He still needed to finish him… he decided to go down and check on her.

He opened the cellar door and stomped down the stairs. He saw her lying on the floor with a knife in her gut. She killed herself… smart. He looked over at the kid in the bath tub. He knew all about his kind- a big shot. The kind that would of made fun of him.

Thomas walked over to him and picked up his lifeless body. This guy wasn't bad looking- he could be more handsome than before with that old man's flesh.

"Thomas! Thomas Hewitt, you get up here right now!" he heard Hoyt yell. Thomas got up and went up the stairs. Hoyt was in the living room.

"Thomas, the kid got out of my car somehow. You gotta go get 'em. Do what you want with 'em." Thomas' blood rushed, and his adrenaline pumped. He knew exactly the thing for him.

Eric's heart raced as he ran. He needed to find Kaylin and tell her to run… she had to get out of here. Joey- where was Joey? He saw the car… finally. He raced over to it… it was empty.

Kaylin and Joey ran toward where they heard the scream. They ran and ran, but didn't find anything. They were just back at the cars. Joey dropped to her knees, and gasped for breath through broken sobs. Kaylin looked over at her, and back at the car. Something wasn't right. The window wasn't broken before.

"Joey, let's go. Now, we have to find our way back to the road!" She grabbed Joey, and made her stand up. Joey, hugged her quickly, and looked behind Kaylin. There was someone running toward them. Joey screamed, as the chainsaw's cry was within distance.

"Kaylin, run!" she screamed. Kaylin saw the man, and ran holding Joey's hand. They reached the woods again. The road shouldn't be too far.

They looked ahead… there was a meat packing plant. Were they on the other side? Joey twisted her ankle as she ran. She screamed in pain. Kaylin turned around and saw that her bone had broken through the flesh.

"Oh my gosh." She ran back to her.

"Go, Kaylin, just go!" the man was getting closer. Kaylin's legs were limp. She couldn't get herself to move.

"Kaylin, listen to me, get out of here!" Joey cried. Kaylin got up and ran from Joey. She went into the packing plant. As she did, she heard a scream, and then broken flesh. Hot tears swelled her eyes as she opened the door. She was greeted by the freezer air. Her tank top and jeans wouldn't be enough to warm her in here. She ran through the rib cages of animal skins. Someone else entered the room. She paused. She heard footsteps. Closer and closer. She hid between the meat cages. They were closing in… They were next to her. Her breaths started getting shorter as she tried to stay calm. The meat swung from around her as she let out a scream, and tears streamed down her face.

A hand covered her mouth, and swung her around. It was Eric. She closed her arms around him, and wept.

"Kaylin, listen to me." He whispered. He looked around.

"Kaylin, you can't scream, he's here. He's on his way up here. Take my hand and follow me. If anything happens to me, I want you to promise me you'll run. Can you do that?" her breaths started to quicken. He cupped her face and made her face him.

"Can you do that for me?" she nodded. He grabbed her hand and led her. They ran out of the meat, and into the locker rooms. Just then, they heard footsteps besides theirs. A different breath.

"Get behind me." Eric whispered. "We're going to have to run to that door." They bolted toward the door and shut it behind them.

"Eric, look, there's a trailer." Kaylin said. Tears kept coming from her eyes. They hadn't stopped since They were informed of James' death.

He hugged her tightly. He hoped this was the end. It had to be.

Thomas spotted them. He'd spare the girl, if she went in the trailer. The boy was done for. He was handsome, and that's what Thomas wanted to be. Henrietta said she'd find him someone. One who wasn't like the others.

Kaylin held onto Eric with her life. She had thought he was dead. She looked up.

"no." she said.

"What?" Eric asked.

"NO!" he was coming full speed. Eric turned around.

"Kaylin, go to the trailer!" Eric yelled. She did. She climbed on the porch and Beat on the door. She looked in the woods. No man. No Eric.

"HELP! SOMEBODY PLEASE HELP!" she beat on the door. The door opened and a frail lady stood there. Kaylin pushed past her and ran into the trailer.

"Shut the door!" The woman did, and Kaylin shut the blinds.

"What's wrong honey?" the woman asked. There was a plump lady sitting on a rocking chair, knitting.

Kaylin put one hand on her hip, and rubbed her forehead with the other.

"You in some kind of trouble?" the thin lady asked.

"Yeah, yeah I'm in a lot of trouble." Kaylin said. Tears wouldn't stop filling her eyes. The lady walked over to the stove where sat a pot. The pot whistled, and Kaylin started crying more, and covered her ears.

"Turn it off, turn it off!" she screamed.

"Shh, just sit down. You'll be ok. You want some tea?" Kaylin nodded her head. The lady poured the tea into a cup, and handed it to Kaylin.

"Now, you drink that up my dear, and we'll find you some clean clothes, ok? You can sleep here tonight."

"No, he's going to come; he's going to kill me!"

"No, he won't come around here. He knows better. The poor kid, a skin condition, all he wants is some friends. He's no harm." Kaylin stared at her. What was wrong with this woman?

"What's your name, sweetheart?"

"Kaylin." she choked on the tea when she heard a baby's cry.

"Henrietta," the plump lady said. "Henrietta, you better let this young lady rest on the couch, the baby might keep her up."

Kaylin finished the last of the tea. She shifted in her seat. What baby?

"What baby?" Kaylin asked. She got up, and attempted to walk into the other room. "WHAT BABY!" she screamed before she fell to the ground, before the darkness surrounded her.