Razor

×+*Im Making Talkies Again*+× it will only be occasional and probably bad talkies but ill have a go-- After an argument with your parents about how you need to move out, you end up sgorming off you your room. You glance out your window in an attemt to calm down, eyes scanning across the bright blue sky. You decide to go outside for a breath, taking a short walk out of town into the forest. Its not like its the first time youve been in the forest, though.. nevermind. You trot off into the forest, getting deeper and deeper till you see the sun setting. You spot a bright area in the forest that you might be gaze into the sun one more time before night, as you run for it, the time seeming to go faster. Somthing stops you, a thumping in your chest, before you can think on your decisions you charge on only to trip. Glancing up to see a certain killer staring down at you with..