chapter 12: Casket?

Issac's p.o.v
When it was around 12:30am i started to prepare myself mentally. If I'm going to be forced to meet a murderer in the middle of the night, I'm gonna be ready.

'What! Where do i meet him at?!'

I figured that i would just wait around near the building we met, but now i'm  not so sure. What if i get hurt while outside alone? Why didn't i tell anyone about Jimmy?

The Johnnys still weren't home. Still not back from their case.

I sat up in my bed, debating on whether or not i should go. He did say he would make me, maybe even use violence. But why me?! Why did i have to do this? Because i was at the wrong place at the wrong time.

I would of had to face Maxwell and Toliet Toucher if Casket wasn't there, so i guess i owe him.

Plus i don't want to die.

I threw my legs over the side of my bed, having desided I had to go.
Finally standing up after about 2 minutes of sitting on the hedge of my bed, waiting for something to happen.

I walked towards the door as quietly as i could be. They knew i had to be somewhere, but i knew they wanted to sleep. I love my family.

The apartment floor creeked as i step on some old floorboards, making Jordan turn a little in his sleep. Opening the door and making my way down the all to loud steps. Walking down the hall, into the living room, and to the front desk of the building. Looking out the windows to see if there was any sign of Jimmy, Maxwell, or anything else that was unwanted.

Seeing lights of what i assume to be headlights from Toast's pink car, or the white van that any sane person in the real world would stay away from.

I opened the door and ran for it, not bothering to close it behide me. I knew that if they got here before i left i would have to wait until they went to sleep, and in that time Jimmy could become angry and hurt me or my family. I couldn't risk it.

I hide behind the same build Jimmy had pulled me behind. Making myself as out of sight as possible. I watched as Ghost and Toast parked on the curve, and unpacked their equipment, and went inside with it. Toast coming back outside to lock the car.

I sighing of relief, 'now that i was in the clear i should look for-'
Someone put there hand over my mouth, their sharp nails digging into my cheeks, drawing little droplets of blood, not much but it still hurt! I hear my attacker giggle, i was relieved when who i assume to be Jimmy let me go

"Now then!" He shouted, way to loudly.
"Straight to business," he walks infront of me and offers me a hand. "We should get to know each other. I know everything about you, but you know very little about me. So i figured that we would go to the 13th demention so we can talk in private."

   From how he was talking i knew he wasn't joking. But from what we have made the 13th demention into, i don't think i want to go there.
"I don't think thats a good idea" i protest shakly, still not ready to really stand up to him. (I don't know if i will ever be.)
But surprisingly, he only laughs. he turns away from me and says "sure, but then where do YOU want to go?" "Maybe one of these buildings?" I offered. But he seemed confussed. "Wow, i never took you for the intruder type." He said in an amazed tone. "W-what?"
"Oh, I bet you thought these buildings were empty. Didn't you! No, only during the day. It's why i always attack at night. It's SUPER hard to find people when it's bright out." Jimmy informed me. 'Oh god'.
"O-okay, where do you want to go then?" But, i already knew the answer.

Jimmy looked at me with an excited, but oddly pleading look. "Fine" I say in a confident voice, or as confident as it could be around this man.

"Close you eyes," Jimmy says, i do as he says obediently.
I heard him laugh again.
"Now open them,"

I open my eyes but what i see confusses me.
It was the same place, we hadn't moved at all. I gave him a very confused look. He had the look of someone who has just pulled the funniest prank on someone ever.

"Uh-" "sshhhh" he interrupted me, with an insanely wide grin. He pointed behind me, i turn around. I saw a desk with a man sitting at it.

Jimmy gets up and gestures for me to follow. When we got to the desk, Jimmy leans on the desk.
"Name?" The man asks. I thought he was talking to Jimmy but Jimmy only looked at me, waiting for me to do something.
"Oh" i realized he was talking to me. "Issac Frye."
"Cause of death?"
Jimmy desided in finally intervene.
"Hes not dead"

The man looked up at me slightly. "I see..." the man looked back down at his papers and wrote something down. Jimmy looked like he was becoming inpatient.
"Get on with it" he snaped at the male. the man seemed unfazed, but did go a bit faster. Jimmy seem satisfied.

"Here." He stamped the paper but didn't give me anything. "Follow me," he got up from his desk, and walked into another alleyway. We followed.

I looked back at the desk to see that an identical man was in the same spot as the one we were following.

We stopped infront of a door, it metal. The man took out a key and opened the door.
"In" he demanded in a calm demeanor. We all stepped inside. The room was rather small, with chairs infront of another small room made of glass. With... blood on the ground? Jimmy stopped and waited by the door we came in. The man led me to another door that seemed to lead into the glass chamber.

"Inside" he said as he opened that door to. I was a bit to scared to refuse. So i just walked in.

"Stand in the center" i did.

"Stand still" i tried.

"Do. Not. Move." I... heard a noise, in both corners behide me.

I was scared, i was unbelievably scared, another noise. i was, i was. I was shot...

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