Chapter 4:

The big, burly man in the mask swung the axe at Adam's head. Adam ducked out of the way just in time; the axe basically skimming the top of his head. Allison screamed out. The man swung the axe again, this time nicking Adam in the arm. He screamed out in pain. "Come on Adam, we gotta run!" Allison grabbed his hand and they ran as fast as they could in the opposite direction; the killer right at their heels. He swung the axe yet again, this time completely missing. They both screamed and quickened their pace.

"Adam, we...we can't outrun him, he's gonna get us!" Allison cried out. "No...I'm not going to let that happen. Not now, not ever!" He spotted about 50 yards away a pile of various props used. "Come on Allison!" They both ran full speed towards the props. The guy was right on their heels. Adam grabbed the first thing he could grab; which happened to be a lamp and threw it at the guy. He staggered back, almost running into a table behind him.

After a few seconds, the man regained his stability and headed towards them; axe raised high above his head. Adam frantically looked around until he spotted something else he could use: an old, rusty anchor. It was actually real too. He picked it up and with all his strength he heaved it at the killer. The guy's eyes widened and he dropped the axe in attempt to catch the anchor. He managed to do so, but fell backwards to the ground.

"Come on, now is our chance!" Adam grabbed her hand and they ran as fast as they could away from that place. As soon as they were far enough away, they both stopped to catch their breath behind a big pile of boxes.

"Adam...oh my God are you alright?" Adam looked at his right upper arm, which was now bleeding. Pretty badly too. The blood was soaking through his faded blue shirt. Allison brought a hand to her mouth and gasped.

"I'm fine, I'm just...a little shaken up. That's all. Just a minor cut..." he trailed off, taking a deep breath in and biting his lip to keep from screaming out. It felt as if his arm was on fire.

"So you escaped!" a voice came on from over the loudspeaker. Adam's head immediately jerked up.

"Why are you doing this? Why to US? What did we ever do to you? PLEASE, just let us go!" he called out.

"I'm afraid I can't do that!" the voice said. They gave an evil chuckle. "I will prevail. You're NEVER going to make it out...alive that is! I've got about half a dozen trained assassins in this building right now. You won't last for long!" And with that everything was silent.

Allison started to cry. "He's right Adam, we can't do this. We're not going to make it. We're gonna die!"

"He shined the flashlight on her face. "Don't cry Allie, please." He wiped a tear from her face with his thumb. "You gotta stay strong. WE gotta stay strong. If we wanna make it out of here alive that is. Who knows how long we're actually safe for..."

Gokey and Sarver made their way through the darkness. "Dude, this is REALLY messed up, don't you think?" Michael said to Danny, shining the flashlight around them.

"Yeah, it is. That's the thing though. Doesn't this just seem...weird to you?"

Michael stopped walking and turned towards him. "What do you mean?"

"I don't know. I guess it's just...it almost seems like it's not real. I mean think about it. This could be some sick prank the director set up to just...I don't know, see how well we act? Or like, how good we are at all this horror film stuff."

"No, I don't believe that," Michael retaliated. "I mean, who in the right mind would set up something like this?!"

"I don't really know..." replied Danny. "But the director DOES seem messed up anyway. Either way though, he's crazy."

The floor creaked in the distance. Both guys immediately froze. Michael put a finger to his lips and turned the flashlight off. They were in complete darkness now. It was silent for almost a minute. Then they heard it again. "creeeeaaaaakkkkk....."

Danny covered his mouth to keep from screaming out. His heart was beating rapidly. He tried to stay as quiet as possible, as did Sarver. They waited there motionless for about 5 minutes until everything was completely silent. Danny breathed out a sigh of relief. "Thank God! I thought we were goners! I thought..."

All of a sudden a figure appeared from behind Danny. He screamed as the person plunged the knife right into his shoulder blade. "Michael...just...just run!" he cried out. The killer pulled the knife out of his shoulder and stabbed him again, this time right down his throat. Danny started choking. Blood started gushing out of his mouth. He screamed out again. Then all was silent.

Michael cried out. The killer immediately snapped his head up in his direction. Michael dropped to his hands and knees. Thankfully it was too dark for the killer to be able to see much. He crawled as fast as he could, sobbing silently. He could barely breathe. His best friend was dead. This was REAL. They were really going to die.