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Redshoes Chapter 2

The figure in the window leaned forward and I saw its face…
Its eyes were red as fire, it was looking into my soul. It looked like a demon, but in clown clothes. It
had a patched and frayed rainbow costume. The glowing eyes were staring at me and they seemed
oddly red. It made an odd sounding noise. It gave me the impression of a lion but worse, it was holding
a chainsaw. But what could I do? I tried to get up but I was too scared to move.

Her feet sounded like lead as she dragged them across the floor. She was taking slow steps, her shoes
must have weighed a tonne. They were large and bulky and I didn't know whether they were covered
in red paint or fresh blood from her last victim. She slowly made her way through the window and
grabbed me by the back of my shirt, her hand was the size of my head or even bigger. I kept my eyes
tightly shut but I couldn't resist having a look at the terrifying monster.

She barely had any hair but I could see a few strands poking out of her scalp. It wore a hockey mask

that covered her whole face and then I saw her take something out of her pocket. The object was
definitely smaller than a chainsaw but larger than a pocket knife. It was a large, clear syringe with a
grass green coloured liquid inside. She stabbed me in the back and suddenly I couldn't sense any
feeling in my body. She lifted me up by the neck and threw me onto the ground. The monster smiled
and then left staring me down, confusion filled my head;
Why didn't the beast stab me with its knife or cut me into pieces with its chainsaw?

But almost instantly the liquid that had been inserted into me, had already caused the worst pain I had
ever felt in my entire life. But so many questions were wandering through my head.
Why was it after me? What was the liquid it inserted into my body? And who was the person inside of
the costume? I slowly dragged myself towards the door and grabbed hold of the railing on the stairs. I
continued to crawl down the stairs and into the living room. The power had gone out but I still saw
the dark bloody figures on the floor .
“No”, I said barely managing to comprehend what had happened.
There was a dent on either side of their head and blood was oozing out of their hair. They had been
gagged and bound. Vengeance was flooding through my head and my thought process became odd
and clunky.
My legs and arms failed me and I collapsed onto the floor. My stomach was churning and a terrible
pain spread through my whole body, I started shaking uncontrollably and thrashing on the floor. I
tried to scream but I couldn't. The last thing I felt was anger rushing through my head before I blacked
out.
……To be continued