Run like a bitch and you'll live

A group of kids sat down in the forest. It was silent, the only sound heard was the fire crackling. She had been dared first, dared to go into the warehouse up the hill but she didn't want to go, we should of listened. She agreed to go in if we all went in so we did.

The warehouse was large, larger then it should of been, it had too many stairs and rooms. A girl had gasped, it wasn't a warehouse anymore, it was a mental hospital. The many rooms were of the patients, the windows all bared, it was dark. We didn't like it there, we had a bad feeling so we turned to head back

Run, don't and you'll die

We heard sounds from about us when the roof in front of us caved in. A man stood there, he was wearing nothing but pants, his eyes glowed viciously in the dark. He didn't talk, he just started running towards us so we ran away. We ran fast and hard but the man was smart, he wanted to play his game right

3 can leave, 5 must die

We kept running when we heard sounds like screaming from another corridor. She thought it was her younger sister so she ran before we could stop her. We waited and waited but she never returned so we kept running.

1 down 4 to go

We suddenly heard the footsteps behind us and we kept running. Our legs felt like they were going to burn off, our arms heavy and our breath could be heard in short quick pants but we kept running, we weren't going to stop. We reached a room locking ourselves in side thinking we would be safe, we weren't. The chaser knows the hospital inside out, he knows all opening, he knows all, if he didn't his game would never work. He was in the air duct but we realized too late. He fell through grabbing the boy, he squeezed his neck so hard that he turned all the bone's inside to dust killing him. We ran

Run, run faster

We turned a corner 5 of us left. We kept running, we couldn't stay still but he knew, he guessed based on others which route we would take and we feel right into his trap. A pit opened up in front of us meant for 3 to fall but 4 fell. The game broke, there was 2 of us, 2 weren't allowed to make it out. We heard a roar opposite the pit as the man walked towards us and the running started. Cat and mouse, this time the man wasn't running he was chasing. The boy let out a scream of terror as his ankle was grabbed but I kept going. I reached the doors to outside, hope spreading through me as I threw my self out the door into the sunlight. It was fine, I was safe

The game has broken, the chaser has lost

I shook dusting my self off, how long had we been in there, minutes, hours, days, the was probably most likely. I tried taking a step forward but my legs gave out, I was so tired, I just wanted to sleep but I wouldn't sleep so close, he could still get me, that's when I heard it

You've run like a bitch and survived, the Chaser gives up.... but I haven't

I suddenly felt a hand wrap around my ankle, I turned to see it extending from the doors, it was black, like it was filled with shadows. My screams could be heard for miles as I was dragged back into the horror.

Month later police came looking for the bunch of kids that went missing that day. The discovered the warehouse not knowing the horrors as they entered and that sound un heard, echoed down the halls

Run like a little bitch and you'll live

They did. They found me, I was still alive, he couldn't catch me, I had been running, just running, they found me running. The game went right, 3 of us got out. The police had brought 20 people this time, the Chaser had more fun but the time together with the Chaser made me understand his game, his way of playing his game, sometimes I even tried to get people to die so only 3 of us were left so I could leave, but he never let me leave. They took me to my parents who hugged me but I didn't move. The game was all I could think of, they gave me presents, washed me, tucked me into bed, sleep, when was the last time I could sleep.

I lay in bed the night thinking, the horrors I'd seen, the horrible deaths, the first night, the night of terror, all my friends where dead. I turned my head towards the hill and felt my sore feet get up and start walking towards it. I kept walking, reaching the hospital pushing open the doors and instead of the usual chime which my ears started to hear after a few months it was different

Welcome back

I smiled letting myself be engulfed into the darkness, I was back, I was home.

I know I'm meant to be working on another story but I had this dream last night, it wasn't exactly like that but the run like a bitch was in it, the chaser was there too except he was a robot and a drama teacher at my school with an Irish accent. I don't know why but I really wanted to write it down for some reason. I always loved the idea's of murders and the games. Hope you enjoy it

Peace out

Piper2010