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I walk through the woods quietly, taking in my surroundings.

The only noise is the organs in my plastic bag swishing around. tonight was a good night for a kill. The scent of blood fills the air and my stomach growls.

I should probably eat now so I don't upset (y/n)...

That's a good idea. I don't want to upset her more than she already is. I can't lose her trust...

That would be a bad idea. I just need her to keep trusting me until it's time...

No, it will never be time. I won't let it happen.

I sigh and take a seat under an old pine tree and open the plastic bag holding my dinner.

I eat a heart and a couple kidneys, which taste pretty good.

After I'm done, I stand up and keep walking toward the mansion. I should be there soon...

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You lay on Jack's bed and stair at the ceiling. He's starting to scare you with his unusual mood swings. You're actually kind of hoping he doesn't come back...

You always knew he was dangerous, but you trust him.... but your trust for him is slowly fading.

He scares you...no, terrifies you. You're afraid that he's going to kill you. You feel as if he's keeping you alive just to toy with you. Like a cat does with a mouse before it kills it.

You shiver. you don't want to believe he's like that, but truthfully, he is. He is a cold blooded killer with no feelings for you. He's lying every time he's nice to you. You don't want to believe it, but that's how it is.

You look at the door, remembering jacks warning for you to stay in his room.

You want to explore and meet someone who might help you. They might even help you escape....

You stand up and twist the knob on the door.

Its locked from the outside...

Suddenly, you get an idea. You take a bobby pin out of your hair and manage to pick the lock. You hear a small click as the door unlocks.

For a weapon, you pick up one of Jack's scalpels.

Grinning, you quietly and carefully step out of his room and into the labyrinths of the mansion.......