Victim: A Narrative Fiction

The dusty, wooden door was open just enough for Billy to see a body in the back room of a closet. He slid the door open all the way in a fast motion.

“This whole damn house is booby trapped with the stupid things!” He ranted as Andrew calmly examined the canister for dents before placing it on the shelf with the others. “It’s like this house doesn’t even want us here!”

Alex smirks devilishly at her words, “Only if you do it for me,” he comments in a sing-song voice. He’s about to step out of the car completely when he gets an idea and climbs back in and leans over the center council to get closer to Audrey, enough to whisper into her ear, “Besides… One Bayer is more than enough for me.” He then goes to close the distance between them and give her a kiss, but is thwarted in his attempt by a hand pushing his face away, making his neck bend in a painful position.

Ethan runs out of the kitchen, and up to the stairs into his room. He jumps on his bed.

“Oh, i’m not. The police is. Your actions will always have consequences, for next time. Beside-” the security guard was cut off by police sirens. The police had arrived and a police officer was standing at the door. Roger watched terrified as the police officer came inside. The lady explained what had happened and the police officer picked him up and dragged him inside the car. Roger took a quick look at the police officer’s name tag. ‘Jack Jones’ he read. Jack started driving, he looked at Roger through the front mirror.

He finally gets up the courage to open the door. The man calls out that he was almost napping and that someone unknown comes knocking on his door so gently that it could

He was glad Daniel lived a walking distance away, he ran to his house and rapped his knuckles harshly on the wooden door for a good couple of minutes before he heard the sound of running feet and saw Daniel standing in front of him.

College came to an end, and Jack and Alex made the decision to move into an apartment together. It was sense to them. Their apartment was small but it was big enough. There was only one bedroom but their defence for that is that it was cheaper.

POLICEMAN: Put your hands on the car! PUT YOUR HANDS ON THE CAR. PUT YOUR BLOODY HANDS ON THE CAR. STOP. BLOODY PUT YOUR HANDS ON THE BLOODY CAR. I SWEAR TO GOD I WILL SHOOT. STOP. I WILL BLOODY SHOOT YOU.

“Roy’s gonna freak. Not gonna want to be around me. Tell everyone. Gonna get kicked out. So stupid. Dumb. Idiot. Should be locked up,” he ranted uncontrollably, unaware the door had opened up.

After that, they all went downstairs together to check it out. They all saw the closet door slam shut. So one of the girl’s went to open the door to see if there was anyone there, but at first there wasn’t but then they all went in

Jackson couldn’t take it anymore, so he leaned down and kissed his heart broken partner in hopes to help him calm down. As he pulled away, there was no more yelling, screaming, just quiet sobs escaping the lips of Alex. “I know it’s tough… I can’t imagine what you could possibly be going through, but I’m right here. It’s going to be okay.”

"Nathaniel there many reason why I'm not happy but I am a monster it safer to be here. Come on no one should be in the control room."

Bill kept kicking and screaming in hope that someone would find him.All of a sudden, the door creaked

“Alex?” I looked up to see Ben standing next to the ’22 Ford pick-up. “It’s time to go.” he says. I just nod my head and look back down toward Ellie. “Hey, you ready?”