My Darkest Desire

You whirled around, letting out a shriek, & jumped up onto the counter behind you. Trying to get as far away from your cloaked stalker as possible. There was only one problem though. There was nothing there.. Rather than the hooded man who was stood there mere moments before, all you saw, was a rack of towels. You didn't care though. Your heart was pounding, the blood in your veins was as cold as ice, & you were shaking so badly you were almost convulsing. You needed to get out of there.
Without waiting even long enough to catch your breath, that was coming out in short, frightened gasps. You jumped off the counter & attempted to make a break for the door. You were trembling so badly though, your legs gave out, causing you to fall. Too horrified to even spend another second in that room though, you just picked yourself back up & continued to run (well more like stumble, like a new born fawn). You felt like you were in a Horror flick & you were being chased by Micheal Meyers or some other terrifying killer. You couldn't waste a single second, you had to keep going. Even though he wasn't there at the moment, who knows if he might show up again. Or when he might show up again, for that matter.
Grasping for the door handle with shakey hands, you fumbled with the lock a bit, causing you to go into full fledged panic mode. You forgot all about everything Andy had taught you, all of the training, it all just seemed to vanish. You were too terrified to fight away, even if you were brave enough to throw a punch, it probably wouldn't even leave a bruise. Fear had drained you of your strength & all you were left with was one option. To get the Hell out of there.
"Come on, COME ON!" You begged, frantically looking over your shoulder to make sure there was noone there. You finally got it & the door swung open, pulling you with it, & almost onto your face. Earning you stares from a few other party goers. "It uh, got stuck.." You lied before speed walking away to find Andy & the rest of the guys (& girls), not bothering to turn off the lights or even close the door. On the way, you had the feeling you were being followed, or watched. So every few seconds you'd to turn & look over your shoulder, making the people around you wonder if you were on drugs or even sane, for that matter.
About the tenth time you did, you saw him. Standing amongst a group of people who seemed completely oblivious to the fact that there was a walking cloak standing with them. In the same instant you noticed him, someone walked in front of him, blocking your veiw. & When that person passed, he was gone. Your breath caught in your throat & you went into full "Fight or Flight" mode, & apparenlty. Your brain & body chose flight because before you knew it, you were flat out running for your life. Or, atleast trying to, there were far more people around than there had been when you & Andy showed up, & you kept having to weave & bob around them. Which slowed you down immensely. You kept going though, even if you had no idea where you were going, or what you were doing. Your brain was too scattered to even think straight, all you knew was, you had to get away.
Every turn you made, & every few steps you took, you saw him. A few feet away from you, out of the corner of your eye, directly in front of you even. He just kept appearing, you couldn't out run him. Tears were begining to stream down your face. Not only out of fear, but also out of frustration. You couldn't get away. & The worst part was, because it was Halloween, the people around you that saw the fear on your face, didn't even bother trying to help you. They just thought something (or someone) had jumped out at you & scared you or something. Noone bothered even asking if you were ok. You were on your own..
You had to find Andy & everyone else, you had to. They were your only hope. You couldn't find them anywhere though, & you were now on the verge of a panic attack.
Rounding a sharp corner that lead to into a hallway you hadn't seen yet (a hallway that was also completely empty), but you were focusing so much on your speed, & the need to keep pushing. Keep running, you ran face first, right into something (or someone). Hard. Sending you flying backward & to the floor with a loud 'thud'. You groaned loudly & tried to sit up. Once you were in a full upright position, you glaced up to see what you had run into. You were greeted by a sight though you really didn't want to see. A cloak figure was looming over you, his hood drawn back just slightly, showing off a gruesome, evil grin. Made up of razor sharp, elongated, rotting teeth. "Boo." He shot forward to crouch before you, his face only centimeters away from yours.
You whimpered softly (terrified) & scrambled away from him. Once you were far enough away, you hauled yourself up, turned & started booking it. Only to come to a screeching hault that caused you to skid a bit (almost resulting in you falling on your face) when you saw him standing there too. Only about a foot away. Grinning like a mad man & blocking your escape.
"Shit.." Before you had even stopped moving completely, you spun around & took off. Back the same way you had just come, down the barren hallway. Lucky you, he wasn't there anymore. Not that it mattered, you would have dodged him if he had been.
You sprinted full tilt down the hall, looking over your shoulder only once to see if he was following you. Which was kind of stupid because doing so, you didn't see the door ahead of you open, & someone step out.
Before long, you collided with something (or someone).. Again, & were now in the process of falling on your butt.. Again. Except, this time, the something you ran into had arms. Ink covered, familiar arms. That shot out & caught you before you even touched the ground.
"Woahh, slow down there, speed demon. What's got you in such a hurry?" A deep voice, thee deep voice that you loved so much, laughed. He smiled down at you but all you could do was throw your arms around him & burry your face in his chest.
"Oh Andy, I'm so glad I found you.." You sobbed. You felt his arms snake around you & hold you tightly to him.
"Woah whoah woah.. Babe. What is it?" You couldn't answer, you just repeatedly opened & closed your mouth like a fish out of water. When you didn't answer, he tensed. He knew something was terribly wrong. "What happened?" He growled, grabbing you lightly by the chin tilting your head back & forcing you to look at him. His upper lip was curled up slightly in an angry snarl, & his eyes were yellow & narrowed.
"I was.. H-he.. Called me.. I didn't.. He ch-chased me.. I thought, I thought, he was going to ki-ill me.." You were babbling, you weren't making any sense, & the sobs wracking your body & causing you to stutter only made it worse. He shushed you & wipped away your tears with his thumbs.
"Slow down. Breathe." He whispered, calmingly. You did as he said & took in a deep, shakey breath & relaxed a bit. "Now, what happened?"
"HE was here.. He showed up when I was fixing my makeup. He chased me. I thought he was going to kill me.." He gave you a confused look. "The.. Thing from my dream. The Hunter that tried to kill me in said dream. The one who used to call me & leave those creepy messages. I though he was gone, I thought it was all over with, but he was here tonight. He's back." After you were finished, Andy sighed & shook his head lightly. His eyes went back to their normal icy blue & he gave you a look that broke your heart. He looked at you like a parent would look at their kid after being lied to. As if he didn't believe you, & as if he didn't even want to have this conversation. You glared at him & took a few steps back, hurt, & pissed off beyond belief. He opened his mouth to say something but you cut him off. "What? Do you not believe me or something?" He didn't say anything, & that only made you angrier. "Here.." You spat venemously, pulled your phone out of your bag, found the voicemail, then handed it to Andy. "Listen to this." He paused, as if wondering if it was worth it, but eventually pressed the 'Call Voicemail' button & brought the phone to his ear. You watched & smirked slightly as the look on his face changed from 'I'm so tired of this' to a look of worry, rage, & fear. "Believe me now?"

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