This book doesn't have a name yet (Creepypasta)

Proloug

??? POV
I ran and ran, fear like a sharp knife in my side. I didn't dare to turn around, I was afraid that He was still following me. I didn't know what would happen if He caught me, but I didn't want to find out. I suddenly saw a knife fly past my stomach and I fell over in pain. That sneaky bastard threw his knife at me. I looked at the damage, I was bleeding from a deep wound, it definately wasn't going to heal, even if I survived. I saw Him lean over me, I hissed and spat blood in his sick, bleached face. I stared into his lid-less eyes as he grinned like a child who was given candy, making that grotesque smile that he cut into his face even wider. "Go to sleep" he said, as he plunged his knife into my chest. I screamed and watched Him as he walked away. "No!" I heard a cry of anger, anguish and sadness, I looked up to see a blurry figure leaning over me, it wasn't Him but I was too weak to identify him. I could feel his tears falling onto my face. "Don't go, please, don't leave" he whispered, I struggled to keep my eyes focused on his face. I panicked as I saw a figure looming over him. I opened my mouth to warm him but coughed up blood. I saw the figure behind him put a knife to his neck and slice. My eyes were splattered with his blood as he slumped down beside me, dead, I could only see red. Then my vision was clouded with white as I felt myself floating away with the wind. After that everything went black.

My friend Reading_Nerd123 did the cover so thanks. Go check out her book The Creepypasta Realm.