I glared at him as he walked further inside the room. Checking if there was anyone else, I pounced onto the brother's back.

I smirked as my weight pulled him down. He landed face-first into the ground and I straddled him.

I punched him in the side and kicked his leg. No way was I gonna get eaten. Neither will Mark.

I breathed heavily as I felt the brother go limp. He passed out. I punched him pretty hard so that should knock him out for awhile.

I sighed and dragged Mark downstairs. A searing pain went through my head and next thing I know, I'm back inside the room.

Everything changed. I was back to square one. "Wha-what?!" I shrieked. I'm pretty sure I did everything!

"Don't change the story."

A voice echoed in my head. "Da frick?!" I muttered. The door slammed open and there stood a brother.

"MARK!!" I tried to get to him but I was too late. A brother held me back as I watched in horror, as the other one chop off his leg mercilessly.

It was something I didn't want to happen. I wanted to prevent it. Tears streamed down my face as I heard his screams and cries. It all became silent as Mark passed out.

I hiccuped. "You'll be tomorrow's lunch and dinner." Brother 2 told me. I winced. This is NOT how I wanted to spend my night.

(Brother 2 is the tall one, and the one who chopped Mark's leg off. Brother 1 is the one holding you down)

I screamed as brother 1's nails dug into my (s/c) skin. I held back my screams as best as I can as brother 2 came towards me with the same knife he used for Mark.

He lifted the knife above his head.

'No.'

His eyes looked crazy.

'N-no!'

The other brother smiled. His sharp teeth gleaming from the lightbulb.

'Someone....! Save me!!!'

Brother 2 loved the sight of me squirming.

"NO!!!!"

A/n: Haha! I left you on a cliffhanger. See ya in the next chapter! Byeeeeeee!!!!