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Chapter 5

"Please leave me alone! I'm sorry I'm here! I didn't want to die! And I still don't want to! Please don't kill me! Please don't hurt me!" Katrina screams out as her brain basically empties its frantic fear-filled thoughts out at the giant man who has halted his reach to listen to her outbursts.

He remains silent as he watches her, tilting his head only slightly at her words.

She stares at him, "Just leave me alone! I will find my way out! Please don't take me to the police!" She shouts at him.

His torso seems to rise and fall quickly only twice, seeming as if he is silently chuckling at her words.

"What could possibly be so funny about this!? What did I say that was funny to you!?"

He reaches towards her again, this causes her to panic and hit his hands away from her, only slightly bumping his hands that pull her out of her small hiding place.

"NO NO NO NO!"

Pulling her to her feet, making her stand he keeps his hands on her wrists, her wrists tiny compared to his hands as they completely wrap around them with ease.

She stares at him as she can see his features up close in the dim light shining through the windows of the office. The mask seems to be made of some kind of leather as his shoulder-length dark brown hair hides away his brown eyes which seem to be holding a confused, warm emotion within them.

"Why are you looking at me like that!?"

His eyes seem to light up as she speaks, clearly listening to her words closely, though he remains silent.

"Can't you talk? Speak to me damn it!"

He shakes his head slowly, indicating he can't speak.

She begins to try and pull her arms away from his grip, which only seems to tighten as she tries to get away from him, causing her to wince at the growing pain as she halts her pulling, he too halts his tightening on her wrists.

"…Why won't you let me go…? I said I would leave…"

He watches her and shakes his head.

"No? No what?!"

She hears a frustrated or annoyed sigh escape his lips as he picks her up over his shoulder and walks out of the office with her.

"H-hey! What are you doing!? Put me down!" She shouts at him as he exits the factory with her and puts her down outside it and lets go of her.

Rubbing her wrists she looks up at him then looks around.

Footsteps growing distant catch her ears as she looks back at where the man was once standing in front of her who is now gone and walking away from her and towards the woods.

Watching him she slowly follows him, obviously not having anywhere else she could possibly go, plus if she goes with him she would have an even lower chance of running into Sam again, and she would have somewhere to sleep and eat for a while.

Once she gets a bit close to the man he stops and looks back at her.

"…I…uh…don't…really have anywhere to go…people are chasing after me…and I'm very hungry…and lost…" She explains to him, messing with her fingers nervously.

His eyes watch her as he seems to be thinking about his options.

After about a minute of standing and watching each other the man nods and continues walking towards the woods.

Thank god…

She slowly follows him, struggling to keep up as his stride is a lot bigger than hers as she is around 5'4.

After a while she comes up beside him a distance from him and watches him, he glances at her, knowing she is watching.

Her face brightens red as she realizes he knows she is watching him awkwardly.

Not paying attention to where she is walking, her foot gets stuck under a root, causing her to trip and slam into the ground, letting out a quiet scream in surprise and pain.

"…fuck.." She pulls her foot away from the root and holds her ankle, growling at herself and the pain from her ankle that is increasing horribly, sitting up she looks at it, not being able to see much because of her boots.

Suddenly she feels hands on her, her eyes widen as she leaves the ground and rests in large arms as the man comes into her view. He must have gotten the message that she injured herself and so he decided to carry her instead of waiting for her to catch up with him.

Lying in his arms he carries her through the woods.

"…I'm sorry for being a burden on you…" She watches him, he doesn't respond, just continues walking.

She watches ahead of them as they reach a clearing as a house comes into view, causing her eyes to widen.

"…Woah…this is where you live? It's huge!"

A noise escapes the man and she looks at him as he seems to have stopped and is looking at her as he makes a quiet "shhh" to her, telling her to be quiet.

She nods as he resumes walking towards the house.

Instead of going inside the house through the front door, he goes around the house and through the back door for some reason.

She looks around as the observes and takes in the first room she comes to, which seems to be a small kitchen area.

Going through a few other rooms they reach a set of stairs, which he ascends, being completely silent ever since he entered the house.

Maybe he doesn't live alone? Is he sneaking me in then or something?

As he reaches the top of the stairs he goes down a hallway and enters a room at the end of it, a pretty large room, it seems to be a bedroom, most likely his.

He approaches the bed and sits her on it as he turns on a lamp near the head of the bed on a stand next to it, now she can really see his features in the light.

She watches as he begins to untie and take her boot off.

"…no don't worry about it, I can fix it mys-"

His hand covers her mouth before she could even finish, she watches as he closes his eyes.

…what is he doing…?

Suddenly he rises to his feet and picks her up quickly, opening a door inside the bedroom as he places her inside it, a small walk-in closet.

"…wait-"

His finger is placed over the open cut on his mask, basically telling her to stay quiet as he closes the closet door. Immediately as the closet door shuts another door can be heard opening.

The voice of an older woman catches her ears as she listens.

"Thomas Brown Hewitt, how many times have I told you about stayin' out at that factory so late?!"

Silence fills the two rooms before the voice can be heard again.

"I'm sorry Tommy, but you know good and well how much I worry when you don't come home before nightfall. Just please, don't let this happen again."

A few seconds after the woman finishes the door can be heard closing.

I'm guessing that must have been his mother.