As I fall to the ground, banging on the locked door in complete hysteria, my blood curdling screams bounce off the walls of the small room. I shift my body around, my back against the door as I look up to the serial killer who's holding a shiny knife in his right hand. I can't believe they locked me in here. My chest rises and falls in a state of panic, tears falling from my eyes as he watches me like an eagle watching its prey for another few, dreadful minutes. He finally lets out a breathy chuckle. "That's messed up." He slowly approaches me, same knife in hand, making me believe this may be my final moment on earth. But despite what I believe, he grabs my arm and pulls me to my feet, handing me the sharp weapon. "Want revenge?" He murmurs with an evil smile. An unforgettable smile. ☹︎A Dark Harry Novel WARNING - CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE AND EXPLICIT CONTENT. INTENSE VIOLENCE. READ AT OWN RISK.