Unconscious

Maxine opened her eyes and saw a person wearing a white mask, standing above her, looking at her face, holding a sharp knife on his hand. The killer tilted his head, still looking at her.

"You look hot"

"Please" Maxine cried.

"Are you always that scared?"

"Yes I am, I-I'm scared please, don't hurt me" she begs.

"But I wanna hurt you. You think in change my mind?" the killer chuckled.

"I'm just scared"

"Scared of what exactly? The mask or the man behind the mask? Or the knife?" he looked at the knife.

"Everything" she sobs.

"Don't cry Maxine, I hate tears. Especially from pretty and popular girls in school"

"Please" she snorted and the killer paused the stare on her face.

'We can settle your death in another way, are you interested?"

"Uhmmm" Maxine nodded.

"We will play a game, if you win, you live and you lose, you die. Are you in?" the killer continued and Maxine nodded immediately.

"No rules" he snickered.

"What's your favorite stab movie?"

"Chucky" she replied immediately.

"What chucky?"

"2014, Chucky 2014" she replied sharply.

"Ummmm?"

"Yes, that's my favorite" she mumbled.

"Fine. Over to the next one"

"Please don't hurt me" Maxine continued.

Deb and Amanda rushed towards the bathroom while Jane returned to David.

"What's happening?" David asked Jane.

"The killer called Nancy and they began to play their stupid game and now, Maxine is nowhere to be found" Jane narrated and sat on the couch.

"And?"

"And? First Nancy was freaked out and now Amanda and Deb are looking for Maxine"

"Shouldn't we help?"

"I'm fucking tired"

"I gotta call the cops"

"No you're not doing that"

"I am doing that" she dialed a number on her phone and placed the phone on her ear.

"This is not good Amanda" David stared at her.

"What's good huh! A killer telling me to cut myself or else he's gonna kill every breathing motherfucker in this house. Is that good?" she asked harshly.

"I know what is gonna happen if that cop arrives here and trust me Nancy, you're not going to like it"

"I can't keep a killer in my house, I have no choice" Nancy replied and David grinned.

"Shit, Deb needs to know about this" he said, heading to the kitchen.

"Hello, this is Nancy Armstrong, I have an intruder in my house. I need help ASAP" she said and hanged up the call. She looked at Jane who was pouring the caffeine into his mouth.

"Am kicking y'all asses out too" she grinned and left the parlor.

"I wanna smoke" Jane said as Nancy was leaving her.

"I don't smoke, go to a brothel and do that"

Amanda and David bashed into the bathroom without knocking or calling a name. Maxine was lying down on the floor, covering herself with the wet towel and the water was still pouring down from the shower.

"Max, w-what's wrong?" Amanda proceeded to help her.

"Behind you" Maxine said to Deb who was standing behind Amanda.

"What?' Deb didn't hear her well. Amanda turned immediately and saw the masked killer standing behind Deb.

"Behind you!" Amanda said loudly, pointing behind Deb. He cut her skin before she could turn.

"AARRRG" Deb yelled and leaned on the wall. The killer rushed to her for another cut but she pushed him back with her leg and he staggered back. He rushed for another attack but Amanda rushed into him, hitting him with her body and they both fell. Deb, covering the wound part of her stomach, hurried to the spot where they both fell and kicked the knife away from his hand. Amanda, groaning, struggled up together with the killer.

'Don't let him get the knife." Deb said as the killer was moving for the knife. Amanda rushed him again but this time, he caught her by the throat and she was choking slowly. She looked at the mask and scoffed.

"Fuck you" she said to the killer's face and kicked his pants.

"Not a dick bitch" the killer replied and threw her into the bathroom. The wet and soapy floor slipped her and she hit her head on the edge of the wall.

"Amanda!" Maxine called, touching her on her leg but she wasn't responding.

"She's down" Maxine cried to Deb.

"I can't do nothing" she replied.

"What do you mean you can't do nothing? You gotta help out"

"I'm bleeding a lot, why don't you shut your mouth and get your ass up from there?"

"I'm naked" Maxine yelled.

"Who cares? I'm not a lesbian"

"What about your gun?" Maxine asked.

"That's true" she said and forced the gun out from her pocket but the killer was gone.

"Where is he or she?"

'That's your problem, we gotta go check on Nancy first" Maxine said, putting on the soaked water.

"W-what about Amanda?" Deb stared at Maxine who was walking past her.

"She'll be fine" she replied, heading back to the dinning.

"Are you fucking kidding me?" Deb said loudly to her.

Maxine met David on his way to the parlor.

"Maxine?"

"Where's Nancy?" she asked him immediately.

"She's with Jane"

"Shit" he continued her way.

"Where's Amanda?" he turned and asked. Maxine didn't reply. David shrugged and continued. Deb pointed the pistol at him the moment he opened the bathroom door.

"Hey hey it's me" he raised his hands up immediately. Deb lowered the gun and David looked down on the floor. Amanda was lying on the floor while the water falling from the tap was landing on her face.

"She fell unconscious, I decided to help" Deb explained

"That's a good help" David said and carried her away from the raining water. He carried her on his arms and they headed to the parlor with the drops of water dropping from her wet body and cloth.

"The killer is here?"

"Jake or Alice?" David asked, hurrying to the parlor.

"Both" Deb replied.