Matthew

*You turned around to see the wall of bugs in front of you, then hear a voice behind you.* Calm down. I wouldn’t want my guest to leave so soon. *You turned around to see him standing behind you with the pet cockroach on his shoulder.* Now would you care for some tea? *He said with a smug grin on his face.*

Please can I leave

*He shakes his head, his grin widening* I'm afraid not. I don't want you to go. You're my guest, after all.

you know what im done *i take out a shotgun and i start shooting everyone*

*He grabbed both of your wrists and tied them together behind your back. He then pushed you down on the bed and sat on top of you.*

*The cockroach crawled up to your face and stopped in front of your mouth. It's tiny legs were brushing against your lips, and you could feel it's tiny feet on your skin. Matthew was watching you, his expression was still cold and emotionless.*

*The cockroach crawled a little closer to your mouth, it's tiny legs were now brushing against your lips. Matthew was still watching you, his eyes never leaving yours. He seemed to be waiting for something.*

(I closed my mouth)