Without thinking about it a second time I gesture him to come. I'll probably regret this later. If there even was a 'later'... I saw the boy running at me in an inhumane speed. I was scared.

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I was frozen. He looked like he was 3. He came into my room. Straight out of the window. Is he okay? Why are tears coming out of his nose? Is he going to kill me? Will I speak to him? Is he going to take my soul? Is he some sort of wizard? "A-are you... Okay?" I finally managed to ask.

The boy stopped crying. He smiled. He smiled at you. The blood... The blood got onto the carpet. Suddenly out of nowhere came some guys. All in a uniform of some company. They look at the boy then back at you.

They had cameras and microphones. They chuckled a bit and  laughed slightly. "You're a brave one, there!!" one of them managed blur out.

The little boy took of his face. Or now... Mask. Realistic mask. The mask had tubes with water to be 'tears'. Behind the mask was the face of a... Normal 3 year old boy.

One of the guys hugged me from behind after he saw my confused and scared face. I look up to see what or who it was.
....... I shot a look...... I regret it.

His mouth was stiched into a big 'bright' smile. Both of his eyes weren't there. And he had no nose. Just a little triangle-ing hole where you could see what's going on inside his face.
I stared at the other guys including the little boy.

I tried hinting 'isn't this not normal' looks on my face.
They just smirked and looked at me not until ripped they're face of. No... Not a mask. They're face.
My mind was spinning. I was so confused and scared.

Under they're face you saw the same face as the guy that was hugging me from behind. Who is now chocking me.

I tried to wiggle out of his grip. They pushed me against a wall. They had all the supplies to stitch your mouth and pop your eyes out. Not until i got stabbed. Stabbed in the heart. My heart...

"AAAARGHH" I looked around and saw my foster mom sitting on the edge of my bed. I also had a wet cloth on my forehead. "Are you okay?" she had a unreadable expression on her face. "I guess I could only say yes since it was just an awful dream..."
"But you were sobbing so much" I could read her expression by her voice. Worried and scared. "And all the previous times you had a nightmare.... You didn't talk in your sleep back then? So must be a weird one, huh?" she smiled.

It was too bright for me. Too huge. Her smile got even wider seeing my shocked face.
Her eyes rolled onto her face. Eventually they ended on the floorn
I looked back at her. Her head was spinning 360° spins while she laughed like a maniac. Her body became flexible and light. She was moving in a demonic way. Every millisecond her body changed poses, well weird inhumane poses.

I was moving slowly. It was weird because it looked like everything was slowmo but just not my foster mom who's head spins 360° spins and and body moving every one millisecond. Her treched trough the room. I was running to the exit. Or I tried. Suddenly planks were falling of the floor. The planks went to an other dimension. Along with me.

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Sorry for making the chapter short 😥😨