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The lost one...

5 friends are suddenly pushed into a murder game after their 6th friend goes missing, they go on a journey creating new wounds and opening old ones. They must prevail through the games and riddles of an unknown entity to find their lost friend. Will they win and unite? or will they lose and their relationships be forever undone?

AlishaC · Horror
Not enough ratings
2 Chs

Prologue.

(Max's POV)

My heart violently throbs against my chest as my breathing becomes unsteady. The cold unkept earth stabbing at my damaged feet as I use all my strength to try to run faster. Pain erupts from every part of my broken body as I leave a visible trail of blood as I drag myself through the forest.

My vision blurs as I find no exit in my never ending hell, I force tears to stay back as I trip and slam into ground. I get myself back up without wasting a breath as it's no time to be stopping.

I've been running for what has felt like hours, I finally stop near a cliff and I carefully peer down to see how high it is. I regret doing that. For as far as the eye could see it just kept going, darkness devoured the entire drop as I was unable to see the bottom of this deadly fall. There was no escape. I turn on my heels as I twist my head to the sides trying to find somewhere else to go... anywhere... absolutely anywhere.

CRACK!..

From in front of me I heard a twig snapping... they're already here. They've found me already! Panic overtakes my body as I hyperventilate, my body jerking as I become unable to control my visible fear.

Slowly. As if taunting me, they close in on me. I can't see their face but I think it's a man, he towers over me but he's sort of bent down.. like his spine doesn't allow him to stand straight... he's limping but shows no signs of any wounds... his head abnormally tilted like his neck is permanently broken..

I'm going to die. He's going to kill me.

Closer, closer, and closer.

They're a few steps away from me, my body shutting down and I can't control my balance as my body slowly falls backwards. Falling towards the never ending fall. Falling towards the words I never got to say, or the people I never got to meet. Falling towards my regret and sadness. Falling towards my unfulfilling life.

Falling towards my death.