He died!

JASON'S POV

I slowly opened my eyes to the sight of a masculine figure in a mask. His mask cladded face hovering right over me.

It was dark and probably a candle was lit in the room.

The murderer??

I was gonna get up but realized my hand was connected to a drip.

Oh geez!

"What do you want?", I asked.

I am not the strongest person right now and I hope he's not here to kill.

So, I was scared.

I watched him walk around my bed and to the drip that was connected to my body.

I watched him disconnect the drip.

"What are you doing?", I asked and he pulled me by the neck off the bed and tossed me to the end of the room.

It was then I realized, my head was hurting.

Help me, somebody.

"It's your turn to die", he angrily muttered.

gaaawwwwwdddd!

"And I'd have fun doing it", he said walking towards me.

I hurriedly got up and threw a punch at him which got him off guard.