· - + Countdown Till Mayhem + - ·

OLD - 07/02/23
01/01/25

Notes: still figuring out the warnings, let me know if I should add something!

Warnings: mild(?) gore descriptions

Word count: 2522

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You're startled awake by the loud sound of the front door being slammed, actually it seemed like someone was trying to break it open. 

Panicking, you scrambled off the bed and dropped to the floor, pushing the things from underneath your bed aside so that you were able to crawl under it.

Getting underneath your bed, you heard the noise of presumably the front door hitting the ground along with a the clattering of wood.

You yanked your blanket over the edge and pulled whatever was under your bed—mainly shoeboxes back into place (infront of you). Remembering the plank you randomly asked for, you turned it so it covered more, almost like a wall—you'd hope.

The sound of the bathroom door being harshly opened didn't go unnoticed by you, trembling as you tried staying as silent and still as possible. You knew damn well that your bedroom door was the closest one to the bathroom, and knowing that only made this situation even worse.

Your doorknob rattled, you held your hands to your mouth to cover how hard you were breathing. It wasn't long before your room was broken into, your wardrobe doors creaked as they were pushed open. 

The heavy footsteps thudding against the floor were louder than your heartbeat racing so quickly you were able to hear it.

Suddenly, your blanket had been pulled off the bed, it looked slightly brighter where your spot was now. Not good. The shoeboxes were kicked out the way, the click of a gun filling the befallen silence of the room as you saw a flashlight's light shine on the floor below the bed.

A gunshot rang out, shot right by you. You shut your eyes and pressed your hands over your mouth to not scream, the shot was so loud it made your ears ring.

The flashlight turned off.. and the footsteps started walking away? -the person didn't notice you?!

You push the plank down a bit to see your surroundings, which in hindsight is an utterly stupid thing to do but when you looked at what you could see—your room looked a mess, things scattered on the floor..

You flinch as you hear a scream—your mother's scream. Two shots fired, you covered your ears as they started ringing again, muffled yelling was heard from your parents room.