"Okay, put this on."

My dad handed me a blindfold. "What the... Dad, this is creepy."

"David, I have a surprise for you. Now put it on."

My 15th birthday was tomorrow. I really don't know why he's giving me a present today. After countless turns, he took off the blindfold and I saw a box.

"A box? Oh wow, you shouldn't have!" I said sarcastically, slapping both hands on my cheeks.

Dad rolled his eyes. "Shush and open the box."

As I opened the box, there laid the holy grail of gifts. There were two plane tickets to Alaska!

"I know you're into science and nature, so I'd figure you'd want to go on some nature trails."

I smiled and ran into his arms. I love my dad. He's always been a role model. He was a top notch biologist, and makes a good amount of money. That's when I decided I wanted to be just like him.

We practically are alike. We both have a good sense of style, consisting of polos and plaid, good life, good looks, in my opinion. We both have dirty blonde hair and greenish eyes. And we're both pretty darn skinny.

Anyways, that night, we boarded the plane to Alaska. It took around 13 hours for us to arrive to the best place on Earth!

Hours later

The taxi pulled in front of a log cabin right next to a river. I jumped out of the car and snatched my bags.

As we got inside, I stormed upstairs to claim my bedroom. I looked down at the clock beside the queen sized bed. 12:45 AM.

I stripped and slipped on a pair of boxers. Before I went to bed, I went down to see my dad. He was in his laptop.

When he saw the sight of me, he quickly slammed the laptop shut.

"Um, what's up?" He asked nervously.

I gave him a strange look. "Nothing much. Whatcha looking at?"

He looked down at his laptop. "Oh, nothing! Anyways, it's work stuff."

I nodded. I walked up to him. "Thanks a lot dad for everything."

He smiled. "No problem kid. Get some rest. We are going on some nature trails tomorrow!"

I ran upstairs to lay dormant. As I fell asleep, I could hear my dad talking to someone downstairs.

After laying dormant

I jumped out of bed and slipped on a pair of pants, polo, a puffy jacket, and hiking boots. I raced down the hall and to the kitchen, seeing my dad on his computer again.

"Hey!" I exclaimed.

Once again, he shut his laptop. "Oh, hey there David!"

He got up and put his coat on. He checked his pockets for something, and smiled. "Let's go."

We made our way out the back of the house and into the forest. It was filled with firs and oaks. Leaves crunched as I walked further and further into the woods.

"Hey dad! Loo-" I stopped what I was saying when I turned around. Dad had his pocket knife out, blade out and ready.

My heart started to thump. "What's that for?"

He smiled. "Oh nothing. Just incase."

"Dad. You are scaring me."

He chuckled. "Oh Davey, that's the whole point!"

I was paralyzed when I saw him running at me, blade pointed to me. I started to scream.

He put the blade near my throat. "Now listen here buddy. You know why I took you here? To slaughter you!"

Ya think? I thought.

He backed away slowly and said, "Run."

I bolted into the greens, trying to lose him. I was pretty far ahead until I felt something pierce my back. I fell to the ground. I looked over my shoulder to see my dad's pocket knife in my flesh.

Tears started to weld in my eyes. I felt my dad yank the blade out, and kick me onto the grass. I bawled and bawled.

He turned me over to see my dad gripping his knife. After countless minutes, my dad started to sing happy birthday in a low, eerie tone.

"You're freaking crazy!" I cried.

"Happy birthday, to you!" He laughed.

The last thing I saw was a blade barreling into my skull.