I screamed as Jimmys knife pierced my skin. He backed up, a wicked gleam in his eye as he pulled out another dagger. I cowered in fear, waiting for the sound of the knife hitting me in the chest. Suddenly, my face burned. Jimmy had just barely missed me. Blood streamed down the right side of my face when I turned and saw him struggling to pull the weapon out of the tree. Before I knew what was happening, I felt light headed, and with a sensation not unlike throwing up, I blacked out. When I finally woke, a fox stood guard over me while my arm burned in pain.
"Beep! Beep! Beep!" My alarm clock shattered the nightmare. Quickly hitting the snooze button, I noticed it was 11:39 at night. Hurriedly, I got dressed and picked up my bag that I had packed earlier. I almost yelped in pain when I hit my arm against the bedpost, square on my scars. The injury from 8 years ago still hurt. Gasping slightly, I help Red climb through the window while my forearm screams in protest. Gritting my teeth, I climb up after him. As I sit balanced on the windowsill, I look back once. I know I won't miss this place. Jumping down, Red close behind me, I run through the dark without a regret.
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Lost (A VenturianTale Fanfiction)
FanfictionThis is based off of one of Venturians murder videos, also please follow my friend @speckitty she has a book like this called Alone, and we have decided to make the books counterparts to each other.
