Chapter Twenty-Four
The time that followed drug by in a series of motions and sounds that I knew I was processing much slower than they were actually happening. I could hear Andi’s brave cry as she sprung out of hiding. Shock kept me beneath the chair as I heard the sound of her struggle. I could hear her biting, kicking- anything that she thought could inflict damage. The massive boots that the Jason figure wore shuffled about the darkened room as he roared in rage. Then, as suddenly as the sounds started…they stopped. After a massive grunt from the killer, I heard the swooshing sound of his machete. Only this time it didn’t strike the furniture. In the shadows, I listened helplessly to the squelch his weapon made as it came into contact with Andi’s frail body. The sounds of her struggle were over instantl
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