Hey! Hope you like chappy one! Here is ch2! Plz r&r thanx!
The Tool Man
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Ch2:Desperation
It was midday by this point and it was burning hot. The guys had stripped their sweaters long ago and were walking through an overgrown corn field. Kemper who suffered from hay fever from a young age had been sneezing nearly every minute. Troy felt sorry for his brother he was lucky he didn't have it. Troy looked to where the end of the field was and was about to sprint to their freedom when he suddenly spotted a dark figure lurking in between some trees.
"Get down! Now! Kemp!" cried Troy. He jumped onto Kemper pulling him to the floor with him. "Why'd you do that?" asked Kemper grimacing.
"Cos you dozy begger that freaky dude, as you like to call him, is right over there!" Troy points as he explains. Kemper was just about to reply when a fit of sneezes began. The figure in the trees at once heard this signal and began making his way towards them.
Troy's heart began to race and press against his chest unnaturally. He couldn't think where to go. They needed to hide and fast. Kemper let out a yelp of shock and was opening his mouth continuously. Troy became aggravated and hissed, "What's wrong with you?" Kemper simply answered with pointing his shaking hand towards the corn and abit beyond. Troy raised his head slightly.
What Troy saw made him miss a beat, that thing was coming towards them not only at amazing speed but he was carrying a cither. He turned his head round slowly and was met by Kemper's large eyes. They nodded and began to crawl as fast as they could muster. Kemper could hear the cither cutting the corn down and he increased his speed. All he could think of was the cither.
Troy could see his brother was scared to death. He wanted to reassure him but what could you really do when a mad man is chasing you through a corn field with a very sharp tool? Troy was right behind his brother and could see Kemper was making his way quickly to what looked like a lake. They were now only 5metres away from safety when Kemper jumped up and sprinted.
The man caught sight of Kemper running towards the lake so he raised his cither above his head and spun it round. He released it with exact precision. Troy who had saw the attack begin raced to Kemper. He dived and shoved Kemper down and felt something flick past his back. He let out a cry of pain.
"Owww! Kemp we have to get in the lake. We have to get away. You need to help me though." Troy strained to tell Kemper. Kemper looked down at Troy. He moved quickly to his side and grabbed hold of Troy. He could see that along Troy's back there was a long scrape however it didn't seem deep even though it was bleeding profusely.
As Kemper neared the lake he saw the cither stuck in the ground. He ran over to it and picked it up. He swung it around and screamed, "This is for you freak! Die!" He let go of it and it was directed right at the things chest. But at the last minute the man moved.
He looked Kemper straight in the eyes and smiled. He threw his head back and began to laugh. Kemper couldn't understand how he had moved. The man began to lurch towards the boy yet again. Kemper ran breathlessly back to Troy and swung him over his back. Kemper staggered abit at his weight then regained his balance. He scrambled to the lake side and dove in.
While Kemper and Troy were being chased Lucy and Leigh were left in the mans lair. It was quite dark and damp. The ceiling was pretty low but suited the man because of his shortness. The girls were hanging on one wall, which was the tallest, by their hands. Erin who had managed to get the screw driver out of Leigh's rib was working on Leigh's hands. She had managed to squeeze out of the rope as her hands were rather small. She had pretended to hang there and be stuck until she was sure he was gone then had dropped down.
"How do you feel Leigh? You ok? I'll get you down as fast as I can." Erin whispered. She pushed a strand of her blonde hair back which had come loose from her tight pony tail. She noticed it was getting rather dirty from the room but decided there were definitely more important things to do. Like get out of here and find the boys.
"I'm ok Erin I guess. Could be better, obviously, but doing ok. But my rib is wrecking!" murmured Leigh. She suddenly landed as a heap on the ground as Erin finally got her hands free. She groaned and raised her head. "Next time Erin a warning would be nice cos now not only by rib hurts but my butt has joined in."
"Well, you want me to tie you back up and leave you?" retorted Erin. She began to walk over to what she thought might be their exit. She walked through a miniature arc into a small room containing something she couldn't name. Leigh finally got to her feet and exclaimed, "Hey Erin! That isn't any way to be to your best friend! Hey, don't leave me!" She stumbled through the arc and walked straight into Erin's back.
"Erin what are you doing standing here? You could have moved. Hey, why aren't you answering me?" questioned Leigh anxiously. She looked over Erin shoulder and she gasped. If you had to name this room dinner would simply be enough. All along the back wall were dead bodies dangling on butcher nails and on a chunky wooden table was a hand, definitely human, cut in two and next to it was a large butcher's meat knife with blood still sliding down the handle.
Leigh suddenly opened her mouth fully and screamed until her lungs gave out. Erin just stood, still as a statue, with her face very white. "Oh my god! Erin, you know what this means? That massacre of deaths? It was him! In our town. Oh my god!" Leigh began hyperventilating and sank to the floor. She clutched the front of her blue T-shirt. Erin leant down on the floor too and slid over to Leigh. She put her hand on her shoulder and sighed.
"Look we have to get out of here. Each minute we waste just sitting here is another minute closer to him getting back. We need to find Kemp and Troy and we need to get you to a hospital. So come on, get up." Erin enthused. She helped Leigh get up and offered her shoulder. They began to hobble to a door which was surrounded around the edges with light- their freedom, sanctuary.