Chapter 2. Delusional

Cassandra was running in the darkness. She was calling for help because she saw a man wearing a black raincoat with a Freddy mask on his face. His right hand was holding a sharp knife, ready to slash her throat once he caught her.

"Help! Help! Someone wants to kill me!” Her throat cracks and is almost dry from running a never-ending marathon from the killer.

She looked back but the unknown man wasn't there anymore. Droplets of sweat rolled down her face and her tension subsided. She felt relieved and slowed down her speed.

“Where is he?” she asked while checking behind her.

The empty road was quiet and only the barking of dogs could be heard in the empty lot she was in right now. Her eyes roamed around, and she saw no traces of her abductor, but she's wrong.

Something sharp hit her neck. Blood poured endlessly. Her eyes widened when he took off his mask and she knows him. Yes, he's someone I know.

"Ahhhhh!” Cassandra screamed when she felt someone