The gravestones stood silently, row upon row like soldiers long forgotten. The trees danced in the air as the wind blew. The bright moon shines in the darkness and the stars began to twinkle. Mary was looking down at her parents graves. A tear ran down her cheek and dropped onto the damp floor. Mary could hear lightning and thunder getting closer and closer to where she was, but everything still remained silent. Suddenly, a scream shattered the silence that was coming from within the church. It's broken windows and creaky doors sent shivers down her spine. Half of her mind was screaming at her to leave and call the police, but the other half kept saying to go inside and see who it was. Before she could really think what she was doing, her feet were walking inside the door and into the church.

When she got inside, she could see nothing. Only darkness. She walked blindly, feeling the wall to try and found a light switch. Then, she found one and switched it on, making everything clearer to see, but when she could see, she wished she was blind again.

She could see a woman tied to a chair by her hands and feet with a man standing in front of her with a knife in his hands! Mary started to run away, but the door closed before her and was locked shut. She was trapped. From behind her, she could hear cries of laughter. Her attention turned to the man and his face was like nothing she had ever seen before. He had cuts all around his eyes and half of his face was burnt, but his eyes were the scariest of all.  His light blue eyes were as cold as ice, but gave you a feeling of warmth and wanting to get closer to him (which was what he wanted). Just like his eyes had intended to do, Mary walked closer and closer until she was only a few inches away from him. After a while of staring at each other, the man walked towards her. Mary wanted to run, but her feet wouldn't move. She wanted to scream, but her mouth wouldn't open and before she knew it, the man hit her over the head with the blunt end of the knife.

After a while, Mary regained consciousness with a infuriating headache. Her vision eventually got into focus and she could see the man standing in front of her. She tried to move, but soon realised she was tired to a chair. She looked to her right to see the other girl, but saw that she was ... dead! Blood dropped from her head and onto the floor, there were knife wounds all over her arms and legs. The girls head hung over her shoulders making her closed eyes look down at the floor. Mary looked back at the man standing in front of her and his mouth curved into a devil-ish smile and he said, "let's begin the torture." Those were the last words Mary heard and the last sound she heard was her screaming in agony.