Name: WHO’S THE DEMON?
Rating: 5.0 (1 reviews)

Chapter 1 His prey

He quietly beckoned for her in the dark like a hunter searching for his prey "Where are you?"

His voice stretched out all syllable as if he was playin a simple game of hide and seek. "Come out, come out wherever you are."

Magret could feel the hard earth beneath her feet. She was terrified, hot tears streaming down her cheek. She tried holding back her sobs as she hid beneath the porch of the small house she just escaped from. She could hear a creaking sound as his weight pressed onto the wooden boards above her. He was close.

She squeezed her body together as tight as she could hoping she'd become less noticeable. She could see her dress pulled up around her waist, exposing her thighs to the cold night air. Her arms and legs stung as the dirt made contact with the knife wounds he had given her earlier. She didn't bother to think about her wounds possibly getting infected, she was more worried about staying alive at the moment.

Less than 12 hours ago Magret had been attending Cassandra Jacobs' wedding. She didn't want to wear the pepper red bridesmaid's dress but Cassandra was one of her best friends. She remembered joking with Cassandra "this dress will be the death of me, I'll die of embarrassment wearing it! it's too long, it's pepper red and its taffeta!

At the time Cassandra laughed and said "oh stop, no matter what you'd still look good even in a garbage bag, taffeta ain't got a thing on you. plus, if you wear it... I'll buy you some red undies to match with the dress." The joke had caused Magret to laugh but she made sure Cassandra kept her promise.

After Cassandra's wedding ceremony, Magret had gone to the reception in the dress that made her feel like a walking red pepper. She remembered eating some dry salmon, making a fool out of herself with the chicken dance and even photobombing quite a few pictures. Josh the cute best man with the pretty blue eyes also came to mind. One look into his pretty blue eyes she had already fallen for him. Quite literally as she had accidentally tripped on her red monstrosity and had landed in his arms. This led to him asking her for a dance and the two seemed to hit it off. It had been quite a while since her last date and Magret was so looking forward to where things would lead that she even promised to meet him at his hotel room that night.

Magret tried to remember what happened after the reception but her head began to ache. She heard mewling noises and her eyes widened in panic as she noticed they were coming for her. She quickly covered her mouth as more tears strained down her cheeks, the footsteps had made their way off of the porch. She could hear the crunch of gravel as he walked close by. "Where are you?" He slowly asked again. Magret shuddered.

The last thing she recalled was walking down her red Kai, then everything went blank. Less than fifteen minutes ago she woke up to an old song. Magret held herself in her now torn red dress, her shoes were gone and she now had what looked like a shallow knife wounds on her arms and legs. She was too scared to scream. She was on a bed that wasn't hers, in a room she couldn't recognize and she was bleeding. When she looked around she was startled by what she saw. Knives, swords, machete-like weapons Decorated the walls. She thought about grabbing one but they were all secured in place. Luckily for her, Magret had taken a few self-defense lessons that taught her to stay calm in crazy situations. She heard someone moving around in the room next door. She didn't have time to grab a weapon, she needed to escape.

She came down from the bed and tiptoed to the nearby window, she unlocked it and looked behind her before slowly pushing the window open. A loud banging from the other room caused her to jump. She turned her head and didn't see anyone behind her. The music continued to play and she took a deep breath as she snuck out her only possible escape and found herself in the middle of nowhere.

She looked around and saw nothing but land and trees. She felt a sob get caught in her throat as her idea of asking a nearby neighbor for help quickly died. There was nowhere to hide, she couldn't help to think that there was no amount of self-defense classes that could save her from this nightmare. On instinct, she went around the house to see if there was any car she could escape in. There was a van but there was no keys inside, it was then that she noticed that the song had stopped playing. Whoever did this to her would soon notice she was missing. She saw that the porch was a couple of feets from the ground. It would be a tight fit but she squeezed herself under it.

Come out, come out wherever you are" the voice called out to her again. Magret wanted to escape as fast as she could but that seemed so impossible to achieve.

"I know you're here, I can still smell your blood you know" he took a deep breath into the air and then smirked his lips with satisfaction.

"I just want to play, don't you want to play with me?" He was speaking in a cajoling voice but his pouty tone frightened Magret. She stayed deathly still, she could see his polished leather shoes beneath the porch. She heard him step onto the porch then back inside. She heard the song turn back on again, she was still silently sobbing with her eyes shut when she heard him again.

"I see London, I see France, I see your red underpants!"

Magret opened her eyes to see his leather shoes in front of her followed by the leather gloves worn on his hands. Her scream drowning down his wicked laughter. He pulled her forward causing her to cry out of pain. Once he had her out of the porch, she was kicking and screaming, begging her masked assailants to have mercy on her but they all fell on deaf ears. She was so absorbed in trying to get free that she didn't notice the knife he pulled out. He pushed the sharp blade into her chest and she gasped.

As the blood gurgled out of her mouth, Magret couldn't help but think about Josh, the best man with the beautiful blue eyes. She thought of what could have been and then wondered if he was still waiting for her.

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