Chris' POV
I'm walking down the street away from my old high school towards my parents house. It's a walk I haven't done in a while. Two years maybe. There's a small forest up ahead on my left, the side of the road I'm walking on. I see an approaching path and decide to turn onto it. As I go deeper into the forest, I begin to see blood staining the ground and the bushes surrounding me.
My hand suddenly feels heavy and I notice a bloody knife staining my hand red. I release the knife, unsure of how it got there and it falls to the ground. As soon as it hits the ground everything goes silent, as if I've suddenly gone deaf. I cautiously continue up the path and more and more blood stains the forest around me. I turn a corner in the path and Phil is standing with his back to me.
"Phil? What are you doing here, what's going on?" I ask, my breath shaky.
"Oh. You're back." Phil said in a soft, emotionless voice.
"What's going on? What happened?" I get even more scared.
Phil takes a step towards me. "I'm surprised you don't know. You're a monster Chris. This is all your fault."
With every word Phil gets closer and closer to me. I take a step back as blood starts to drip from the corner of his mouth. I continue to back up as blood comes from even more places on Phils body.
"Why are you backing away from me, Chris?"
I run into something behind me that feels sort of like a body. I whip my head around to see PJ holding my shoulders.
"You did what you had to do." PJ whispered into my ear. His voice had a tone that I've never heard before, one I couldn't even begin to describe. It sent chills all down my spine and through my body.
I look back and Phil is gone.
"What happened PJ? What did I do?" My body ran cold as the forest around me darkened. I could barely see.
"Shhh. It's ok, you did what you had to do." PJ ran his hands down my arms.
"Why do you keep saying that? What happe-" I'm interrupted by yells and sobs.
I shoot up from my bed covered in sweat, my body cold. I quickly grab my phone and dial PJ's number with a shaky hand.
"PJ, we need to talk about what happened."
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