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Freddie's POV
The clown glared down at us. His arms and legs were spread so escaping was impossible.
"Where do you think you're going?" he said staring straight at me. My insides tightened at his hateful glare. Sam whimpered and hid behind me. The clown reached behind his back and unhooked something. He pulled a bloody axe from behind his back and raised it above his head.
"RUN!" I screamed. Nobody moved an inch. The clown laughed and grabbed my arm dragging me past the crowd of scrawny people. No one moved to help me from the clown's clutches. Sam's face was white and terrified. Carly was trying to push past all the people running from the building but was carried out with them along with Sam. The clown opened the rusty cage door and tossed me in there. He cackled and locked the door.
"You will make a nice replacement to the meals you just cost me." He croaked, lumbering away. I stood there for a moment to process what just happened. I sat down and leaned my back against the grungy wall. At least Sam and Carly got away with the other prisoners. There was a groan from the darkened corner of the cage. I crawled over and saw a person facing the wall asleep.
"Griffin?" I whispered. He groaned and rolled over. There was a deep gash across his stomach and chest. He was shivering and moaning in his sleep. I started to notice the temperature dropping every minute, soon I was shivering just like Griffin. Who knows how long he's been here. I crossed my arms to try and conserve body heat without using too much energy. I knew the end was coming so I didn't try and fight when the clown grabbed me by the collar out of the cage. He dragged me down the hallway into a room. The walls were white and spattered with blood. It smelled like rotting flesh and…death.
"HELP ME!" a voice screamed from behind a door. "HE'S EATING PEOPLE!" The clown threw the axe at the door without looking. It the door with a "thunk" and it went quiet. A giant puddle of blood came flowing out from under the door. The clown threw me on the blood-stained table and left the room. I closed my eyes and waited for the end to come. The door creaked open and someone walked in.
"Just get it over with." I said, my eyes still shut.
"Okay, if that's what you want." Sam said. My eyes snapped open. Sam was leaning on the table smiling at me. She untied the straps around my arms and helped me off the table.
"Let's get the hell out of here." I said. She limped after me, grimacing in pain. I hoisted her on my back and kept running. The clown burst out of a room behind me. He chased after us, bellowing in rage.
"COME BACK HERE!" he screamed. I kept running. Sam buried her head in my shoulder and whimpered.
"Hold on Sam." I said running faster. As I ran past the cages I stopped. Griffin. I turned around and dove into Griffin's cage. I hid in the dark corner, hugging Sam to my chest. The clown ran bye the cages and turned the corner.
"Wait here." I whispered to Sam. I crawled over to Griffin and shook his shoulder. He groaned and opened his eyes.
"Aw man." He moaned, "My chest." He sat up and rubbed his forehead.
"Griffin, we need to get out of here NOW." I told him urgently. Griffin stood up and wobbled a bit. I picked up Sam again and we started to move. We ran down the hall with Griffin wheezing behind me.
"Freddie, I can't do it." He panted , collapsing to the ground.
"Griffin please get up." I begged him. Suddenly, a hand grabbed Griffin by the shirt. The clown started to drag him away when Sam threw her shoe at him. He dropped Griffin and whirled around. I could see him targeting Sam. Griffin stood up and started to run with me on his heels. The clown lumbered after us yelling and screaming. I was about to go out the door when Sam was suddenly lifted from my back.
"You look awful." The clown cackled. He held Sam up by her arms and nudged her broken leg with his foot. Sam bit back a scream and closed her eyes. "No scream? How about now!" he laughed kicking her leg with full force. It wasn't a normal scream that ripped from Sam's throat. It was so horrible, I cringed and squeezed my eyes shut for a second.
"I think I'll eat you first." He said. I ran at the clown and punched him in the stomach causing him to drop Sam. I caught her in my arms before she hit the ground. I sprinted to the door pausing to look back. The clown pulled a knife from his shoe and threw it straight at me. I knew there was no time to move away from the knife so I closed my eyes and waited for the end. There was a splatter of liquid on my face. I opened my eyes to see an old man standing in front of me.
"What-? You-?" I spluttered. The old man that I saved earlier turned around and smiled feebly at me.
"Y-You saved my life kid," he panted, blood running down his chin. "Here I am, repaying my debt." The man gave a laugh and fell to the floor.
