The wind shrieked through the woods and Miguel was running.
That thing, it took Jace's arm, that thing it -
He tripped on some roots, felt a sharp pain in his skull, and got swallowed by darkness...
When he came to, the tears came unbidden. He wished he had never gone on the school trip. He wished he talked to Katia, at least once, and apologized to Mathew for that cheap shot in gym class. He truly thought all these things, he truly felt all these things, but to no avail.
He hung, limp, his skin pale, his wrists bloody. He hung with the rest of them. All boys, all with their hands pierced by rusted hooks. It hurt to move his head but he had to see. Had to live before he... before he...
No one else seemed conscious. The room had a... musky scent to it. Metallic. They boarded the windows with wood that seemed older than the cabin. Or at least he thought it was a cabin. I have to... escape...
The door opened, showing a man in a pristine white apron. A big saw in his hands with a bigger smile on his face.
"Hello, boys..."
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This was a 5 minute freewrite hosted by @mariannewest. The prompt just etched this scene into my head so I had to write it. 😅
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