He is onto me. His saw is dyed red with the blood of my friends. We tried to run, but his body just merged with the shadows; appearing from nowhere then disappearing back into the darkness. Tom was the first to fall, Brady and Chris were next. We lost Jane at the bridge, and then her sister, Lucy, fell behind as well. It was only me, Clarissa and James left but within 15 minutes I was the only one left alive.
I ran through the woods as fast as my legs possible could; I really wished I hadn’t dropped out of running. My legs ached but my brain knew that if I stopped I died. I was about to reach the highway when a shadow cut me off. It was him; he was right in front of me. And he was smiling. It was then that I knew that he was toying with us; he could have gotten us any time he wanted. There was no way out and no hope for salvation, so I did the only thing I could possibly do. I trembled.
The Icognito Writer: Tremble