Insensible

Everything went black.

.

.

.

"Good job, Skyler! You make me so proud!"

(Huh, whose voice is that… ugh my head.)

"I'll keep the promise, I'll take the blond one tomorrow ."

I could hear the voice fade followed by the sound of the door shutting.

(Where am I? what is happening?)

I opened my eyes to a horrific sight that awaited me.

The guy from before was laying right next to me, his head broke open and his eyes were lifeless.

"AAH!" I screamed as I tried to get away from him but my hands and legs were tied.

"Oh, you're awake." A familiar voice spoke.

I looked up to see.

Skyler was sitting on a chair with a sketchbook and a pencil in his hands. He was wearing a mask for some reason.

"fuck- what is happening!?" I said confused and scared.

"You're annoying, you know? You take 2 days to wake up and the first thing you do is swear" he said as he went back to sketching.

"Where am I? What is happening!?" I said, Increasing the tone of my voice.

"I wouldn't be that loud if I were you, you know." He said still focused on his sketchbook.

"UGH SHUT UP AND LET ME GO FOR FUCKS SAKE!"

He stopped sketching and tore the paper he was drawing on.

"Maybe killing you isn't that bad of an idea...", he muttered loud enough for me to hear.

This sentence made me shut up. My life was on the line. There was a literal dead body next to me, I was in no position to say anything at that moment.

Scared I looked at the body next to me. It was in very bad condition.

It was obvious that he was murdered brutally without showing any mercy.

(He could have killed me too, why am I still alive?)

*growl*

(Fuck!)

I didn't eat anything for 2 days, of course, I was hungry! But this could be the worst time for my stomach to growl!

Skyler looked at me. I could see the same dead expression in his eyes as the first day I saw him.

He stood up and came near me.

He then scrunched down to match his face to the same level as mine.

"Be thankful" he whispered.

"wha-what!" I said trying to look brave but really, I was terrified as hell.

He then stood up.

"I'll get something to eat for you."

He said this as he turned around and threw the paper he was drawing on upward. That paper came floating down and landed right next to me as he shut the door close.

I looked at the paper.

The same smiling face that he usually draws was drawn on it. There was an addition to it. The face had blond hair.

!?

I knew those sketches were creepy. This drawing confirmed that he made smiling faces of the victims he has already killed.

(He's insane! Fucking Insensible!)

(He will probably kill me like that too. I need to find a way to get out of here!)

I looked around the room hoping to find a way to get out.

The room was grey and cold, and the floor felt bad. It had high windows so I couldn't use the window to get out. There was a shelf in the right corner of the room. It had books arranged on it, and every single one of those books looked like a sketchbook, so that was useless. There was a bathroom in the left corner of the room.

I had nothing that could help me there.

the body next to me didn't have clothes on so there was nothing I could have found on him either.

*creak*

The door opened. Skyler was back, he had a tray in his hand. There were rice, curry, and a glass of water placed on that tray.

He walked closer to me and placed the food in a very respectful manner.

"Eat", he said as he went back to his chair.

"I'm not hungry take this away," I replied.

"Did I ask you if you were hungry or not?" Skyler said tilting his face. He was glaring at me with his dead eyes.

I should just do as he says, for now, he can kill me.

I looked at the food and then back at Skyler.

"My hands are tied," I said in a cold tone.

"No shit they are. You're talking as if I can't see." He replied.

"How can I eat if my hands are tied?" I said looking the other way.

"I don't remember humans chewing and swallowing with their hands," he said grabbing his sketchbook.

(He wants me to pick the food up with my mouth? like a dog?)

I looked at the plate in front of me and started to eat the food shoving my face into it. I couldn't do anything else; he could cut my hands off if he wanted to.

Eating while laying down was hard. The rice was dry, I needed water to wash them down. Also, the fact that I didn't drink anything for 2 days straight wasn't much of a good thing either in this situation.

I couldn't drink the water without my hands though. I tried but to no avail.

I looked at Skyler who was still busy with his sketchbook, then turned my face to the side again, trying as hard as I could to avoid eye contact with him.

"wa-water," I said in a low tone.

"What about it?" Skyler said not even bothering to face my way.

"I can't drink"

"So what?"

He wasn't giving me any attention. It was as if I was talking to a wall.

But I needed water, I was thirsty, and the rice wasn't doing me any good either. I might have just died from dehydration before Skyler could kill me.

I turned my face towards Skyler and talked in a soft voice, hoping he'd have some pity for me.

"Please… help me, Skyler."

Skyler looked up at me and set his sketchbook aside. He then got up and began to walk toward me.

I flinched as he did.

(He will hit me I know it. He can cut my finger off too! he's pissed now!)

I closed my eyes in fear.