I looked up at the figure. It looked back at me, at least I think it was… I had no voice to scream, I had no power to move. It felt like something was overpowering me, like I had no control over my brain. My thoughts clouded on what I should do. It didn't seem to do anything, it just stood there, looking at me (if it had any eyes). It looked as if it was examining me, as if it was trying to figure what I was. I stood up, tall and fearless. I couldn't show fear, I needed to show it I didn't mean harm. I hope it would do the same back.

As I tried to get closer to it I heard something coming towards us. It ran, fast.

"Stop!" a voice said. It was Blake.

He had a kitchen knife with him, I guess he took it from the kitchen. He stabbed the creature in the leg, grabbed my arm and ran. The creature screamed, not in pain, but in anger. It would've had his head if he wasn't running at almost ninety miles an hour. That boy bolted away in a blink of an eye.
"Let me go!" I shouted. Of course he didn't listen to me. We ran to the campsite, he then let had let go of me and fell to the ground panting. I was bending down holding my knees trying to catch my breath.

Blake had stood up after awhile, he and I caught our breaths. When he stood up on two feet he smiled a nervous smile.
"That was close right?" He said looking back into the forest making sure the creature didn't follow us. I glared at him, and when he turned back, I slapped him.

"What the hell was that for?!" he yelled.

"Next time, only worry about yourself," I said turning back to my cot.

"I just save your life!" he yelled.

"Did I ask to be saved?"
"You're insane! That thing was going to kill you!"
"No, he was going to kill you. He seemed fond of me."
"He?! That thing is not a man. I am!"
I laughed at him.

"Give me a break, you are far from a man," I turned towards him and started heading for him. "You are mouse. A scared little mouse. Everything frightens you, you don't take risks, you run from them. You don't ask me for consent, you just do without any permission. If I was in danger, I would've screamed! You don't know anything! You have no idea what my life is like. You try to relate, but you have no idea what I go through you asshole!"

I was yelling loudly at this point. My blood was boiling, he aggravated me. Riley came out from her and Greg's cot.

"What's going on? Is everything alright?" she asked.

"I'm going home," I said softly.
"What? Look it's too late now. If you wanna go home, wait until morning and I'll drive you home.

"Thanks, but I'll walk home."

"What?! Are you crazy? It's late and it'd be a couple days before you get home. You don't even know where you're going."
"I'll be fine on my own. I always am."

"Raven please," Blake pleaded, "don't go out there with that thing lurking around. I'm begging you to stay here until tomorrow."

I gave him the finger, packed up my stuff and left.

It was about one am when I left. I would probably need to seek out shelter somewhere. I felt myself being pulled into slumber, my eyes getting heavier and heavier with each step I took.

I soon felt myself being followed once again. Was it the same creature? Hopefully he would forgive me about my friend. My eyes grew heavy, my legs grew weak. I soon fell down on the side of the road, waiting for something to take me. I waited to be captured.

I felt arms grab me, and lifted me from the ground. I couldn't open my eyes to see who it was, I didn't care anymore. They could do what they wanted with me. I couldn't stay awake, I soon drifted off into sleep.

I woke up with a startle, not from a noise, not from a nightmare. Just from realizing that I was alive. Where was I though? I looked around in what was a pitch black room, I looked at my watch to see it was about four thirty am, the sun wasn't up yet. I walked slowly to what I assumed was the door, trying not to step or trip on anything. I managed to get out of the room and into a hallway. I walked down the absolute long hallway, it felt neverending. I managed to get into the main room, or at least to the staircase leading to it. I looked around, the places was enormous. It seemed like it was a mansion. Where in hell's name was I?

As soon as the thought entered my head, the front door had opened. In walked the creature I had seen before. It was the faceless man. Another person walked in, he had brown shaggy hair, a gray hoodie, orange goggles, and a black mask with lines that made it look like a smile.

"I told you I found her! She collapsed by the road over here!" the boy said.

"No one followed her?" the man said in a demonic voice, he didn't even have a mouth. How could he speak?
"Nope! She was walking all by herself!"

At this point my eyes were wide and my heart in my throat. I had no ideas other than run. And that's exactly what I did. I ran down the other hallway in hopes for an escape. They just ran after me. The boy pulled out a hatchet and threw it at my head. I dodged it and kept running.

"You idiot! Don't kill her!" the faceless man said.

"Oops sorry. It's a habit," The hooded boy said.

I ran towards the end of the hallway backing up against the wall. I had no idea what to do. I was doomed.

Yep, alright. Well I'm going on vacation and also looking at colleges for one and a half weeks... So i may not get to writing another chapter until then... bye for now!