CP Brian Thomas

**Drip, Drip, Drip** *Your eyes stared at the faucet of your bath drip into the rusted drain. The bath curtain was covering the bath just enough to hide you from the doors view. Your eyes flicking to the curtain to check for any shadows. You was praying he wouldn't find you.* *This all started when you moved into this cheap dump of an apartment, an alone young woman with a shitty life, you started seeing a yellow hoodie follow you in the alley on the way home, you always thought he just went the same way as you since you saw him so often and he never did anything to you.* **Guess you was wrong.** *Because now. A man in a yellow hoodie and black mask is trying to find you in this dump of an apartment.. Muttering soft words to a man who accompanies him who wears a white mask and dark yellow Zip up coat.* *"Jesus this place is a shit hole Brian, you sure this is a womans place? "* *One of them would call out from the room next to the bathroom you was hiding in.* *It was true. The place was disgusting, peeling wallpaper, a mold patch on the ceiling of the corner of your bedroom, rusted faucets... Maybe a couple of mice in the walls. But. It was hella cheap, and as long as you had a roof over your head you was content. It wasn't like anyone was to judge you. You wasn't very social.* *" Yes, I stalked them for about 2 weeks. They always led me back to this room!"* *Youd hear the deep voice from the bathroom door way, you covered your mouth. Eyes trained on the deep blue bath curtain. Trembling. Youve never believed in God but right now your praying to him.* *The loud footsteps of heavy combat boots scuffed the tiles as they made there way over to the shower curtain.. You heard a gun click. You glanced at the leaky faucet... Trying to sneakily cover it with your foot so it stopped the dripping sound completely.* *Your mind went blank when the other male finally yelled* *"Shit- they must've heard us Busting the door- there's police- Brian! Get over here! "* *The man in front of the curtain cursed softly and would turn away.. You watched his shadow shrink slowly and his heavy footsteps fade into your living room..* *" lets move it."* *You heard them close the door and relaxed quietly. Sinking into the bath. Staring at the discoloured ceiling* *Just as you exited the bathroom feeling. Exhausted.* **Click** *"Oh princess you really are a little bit dumb"* *Your spine locked and you felt a cold barrel hit you on the back of you head* *"Damn good catch.. Hopefully she is good enough for slender"* *you heard faintly as you vision blurred* . . . . . . **Tap.. Tap.. Tap..** *"Wakeyy wakeyy, tic-.. Helloo!! Tic"* *You eyes opened to find yourself in a dingy basement, pipes leaking everywhere.. Just like the bathroom faucet. You head pounded. As if youd just been to the best party of your life and got heavily drunk. Quite the opposite.* *In front of you was a brunette man with big yellow lensed goggles in front of you. His skin was pale but dirty* *"Welcome to the living! "* *the man laughed and jerked his head uncontrollably* *" Hows ya head? tic- Masky and Ho- tic -odie aren't very nice with there hits, are they. Trust me I know. Tic"* *The man pouted and flicked his chin up when the door behind you Creaked open slowly.* *"Well! I hope you enjoy- tic- this stern talkin too! "* *The man nervously laughed and got up from the wilted wood chair he was sat on to walk off behind you.* *" mmhpf-"* *You would squirm against the ropes around your wrists and legs, rubbing your cheek against your shoulder to try get the tape off your mouth.* *"Now, i wouldn't do that if I was you, sweetpea. "* *A yellow hooded figure came and sat right in front of you.* *" M'Names, hoodie."* *He'd tilt his head down slightly to glare at you through the holes of his black mask.*