Unknown Tragedy

Untitled Part 2

I woke up in the middle of the night, groaning as I turn over to go back to sleep.

But right before I drifted off, I heard the noise that woke me up.

Footsteps. Inside the cabin.

I quickly got out of my bed, putting on my half mask as I rolled under the bed.

I felt around in the dark, finally grasping the shotgun I stole from some old coots house.

I heard the footsteps get closer, and saw a pair of black sneakers enter the bedroom.

Slowly, the shoes stop, and a head pokes itself under the bed.

"Gotcha, ya little b*tch." He purrs, grabbing my arm and yanking me out from under the bed, making me loose my grip on my shotgun.

I yelp and try to fight him off, but he puts a knife to my throat.

"Be quiet, you pretty little sl*t. Let me take care of you~" He purrs again, his ugly meatsack face close to mine.

I feel a darkness start to consume me, and I headbutt him, causing the man to let me go, and I run, ending up in the kitchen before he catches up to me and pounces.

I fight him like a savage animal, the darkness in my mind consuming me and controlling my actions like a puppet. We scuffle for a bit on the ground before I manage to knock the knife from his hand, kicking him in the groin and diving for the knife.

I grab it just as he jumps towards me, and I turn to meet him, his body sinking into the knife with a sickening shunk as the darkness in my head rejoices at the man's death.

I gasp as the knife impales the man's heart. He TWITCHES, inhibiting a small gasp before falling limp, dead as the blood stains my clothes.

I push him off and move in a daze, grabbing my bag and packing a few things I'll need to leave.

"I just killed him..." I mutter to myself.

"B̡̪͍u͉͚͉t͇̟͉ i͇̺͓t̪̘͕ w̢̼̫a͇͜͜s̡͖̺ s̞̝͔e̻͕̪l͇̠̪f͔̪̦ d̠̝͙e̠̠̦f̙̼͎e̪͎͍n̙͇̙s͖͍͚e̡͓͙,̠͖͓ r͙̫͉i̞͚̫g̡͎̦h̘̞͓t̻̼͎?͚͉͎"The darkness whispers inside my mind, it's voice deep and comforting.

"I mean, he entered my home without permission..."

"B͇̘u̢͎͜t̪͓͜ t͍͜h͇̫̦e͚͇͜ c̙̼͙a̠̠̺b̡̡̼i̦̞n̺͙͎ i̡̝̪s̻͍̼n̡͔̫'͎̟͕t͔͔̪ y͖͚͕o͚͙̝u̙͇͖r͚̟͔s͕͎͜ t̡͕͜o̙͕͕ b̻͇e̢̟͜g͙͔̺i̡̺̦n͍̞ w̙͇̪i͚͚͔t̫̺͎h̟͖̼,̺͍̻ n̢͎͖o̟͖w̟̝ i̞͚͇s͚͎̠ i̢͙̟t̼͔?̡̻͔" The darkness whispers.

"But I live here... right?"

The darkness doesn't respond as I pack my bag, casting a glance at the man's cold body before heading out the door.

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I race through the forest, backpack slung over my shoulder as I put as much distance between the cabin and me as possible.

Every noise made me jump, every glint made me move faster, every rustle made me stop and listen.

After an hour of running I suddenly tripped, and tumbled down a very steep hill with a yelp.

I finally reached the bottom, my body slamming into a boulder as I stop.

I curse as I hear my arm crack. "God damn it!"

"𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘢 𝘣𝘢𝘥 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥." A little girl's voice says from the shadows.

I struggle to stand, using the boulder to hoist myself up with my good arm. "Who's there? Show yourself!" I shout weakly.

My words are met with a child's giggle as a little girl steps out of the treeline. She was small, pale-skinned, and was wearing a pink nightgown as she clutches a teddy bear to her chest. Her long brown hair was matted with blood, and some of it was dripping down into her green eyes.

I stare at her in shock. "Holy shit, are you ok?!"

"That's a no-no word." She replies simply, staring at me with curiosity. "EJ says that you can't say that."

I just nod, clutching my arm in pain. "Can you... go get this 'EJ'?"

She shakes her head. "Papa wouldn't like me bringing a stranger home-"

"Ṕ̸̞̝͖͛͑L̵̟̦̘̈́̽̀E̸͇̠̦͒͝A̵͍̙̻̔̽͒S̴̡̻̫͑̈́̓E̵̫͇̾͊̈́" I snap, the darkness in my head shouting through me as the pain of my arm and ankle I didn't realize I had sprained making my mind hurt and my vision blurry. "Sorry, I didn't mean to snap at you, sweetie."

She shakes her head. "It's ok, ma'am. You're hurt..." She pauses in thought. "I'm sure Papa wouldn't mind." She walks over to me and grabs my hand before gently pulling me after her.

I stumbled with her, allowing the small child to drag me through the woods, careful of roots and branches.

Soon, we reached a clearing in the forest, and my jaw dropped at the sight in front of me. 

The mansion in my vision was a huge 3-story building, with a greenhouse to the left and a huge lake with a couple of cabins around it to the right of the mansion.

I didn't have a chance to admire the view before the girl drags me up the steps and through the double doors into the house.

As soon as I enter the house, a painful wave of static bursts through my head, and I let out an ear-piercing scream as I clutch my head and crumple to the floor.

"W̸̠̺̫̽̈́͝h̴̢̞̞͑͐̚a̵͎͉̞̿͑̚t̵̫̦̙̐͐̿ h̴̢͓͓͐͋͛a̵̘̦͖͋̐͒v̴̢̝́͐͘e̵̡̡̝͊́͝ I̸̫͙͙̒͐̈́ s̵̻͎͎̐͛̐a̸͓͉͑͆͜i̵̼̺̻̾̓͝d̵̦̻͋͆͒͜ a̸̠̙̦̒̐͐b̵͚͔͑̚͜͝o̵͙͙̙̾̿͠u̸̢̺͖͒͑̽t̴̻̙͉̽͘͝ b̸̢͓̫͋̒̚r̵̘͖̟͘͠͝i̴͇̻̙͋͊̽n̸̢͓̠̽̿͐g̴̝͎̞̾̈́̽i̸͕͖̾̈́͝n̸̢͓̝͋̒͠g̵̪̙͇͆̓̚ p̵̡͕̘̈́̀̚e̵̡̙̻͌͐̿o̸̝͉̽͋͆p̴̠͎̾͘͜͝l̸͔̘͚̐͌̾e̵͉͇̘͑̕̕ t̵̝̙͒͋͝o̸̪̦̼͒̿͒ t̴̝̪͙͑̿h̸̢̪͆͑̔e̸̡̙̽̓͑ m̴͍͉̝̾̓͠á̸͔̫̟̕n̸̢̻̐͑͛s̵͓̠̠̾͐͑i̵̝̘͆̈́͠o̵̡̠̦̽͒͒n̴͎̫͓͐͝?̴͚͓̓̚̚͜!̵̢̺̘̾̔͋ W̴͍̪͑̐̈́͜h̴̻͙̻͆͊̕o̵̢͚͍̐̽̕ í̵͉͇͜͝͝s̵͕̿̓̓͜ t̸̡̙͇̒̾͝h̴̡̻͇͋̒̚i̸͓͚͐͋͘s̸̙͇͓̈́͐̿ w̴͚̘͑̀͘͜o̵̞̪͆̔̒͜m̴̦͙͚̾̿͒a̴̢̼̻̽̽n̵̦̘̝̓̽̚,̴̡͇͎͛̿̚ S̵̟͓̻͊̀͝a̴͖̠̪̔̚l̸̪̼͎̀̿͝l̸̡͇͖̓̓͝y̸̘͕͇̒͋̿?̵̼̼͖̐̈́́!̵̦̠͊͜͠"

"Papa, no, please don't hurt her!" The little girl cries out, her hand grabbing mine and squeezing it as I scream. "She's already hurt, and she had blood on her! She's killed someone already! She's one of us, I can feel it! Can she stay? Please?"

I don't get to hear the response before the darkness inside me takes control and lunges at the source of the noise, and my vision fades to black.