The smell of DeathA Story by zombie_jawsA young girl finds herself trapped in an abandoned school as she foolishly tried to discover the truth behind its closing.Her heart was beating so hard she felt as though it was
going to explode. She’d been hiding in a locker for what felt like an eternity.
When Ava woke up that morning, she had never suspected she would be here now,
cowering in fear from a chainsaw wielding lunatic. “I have to get out of here…Please, God, help me get out of
here.” Ava whispered to herself, her hands shaking as she gently pushed the
locker door open. She slipped out quietly, the halls of the abandoned school
now eerie and silent. Ava stepped quietly down the hall, listening eagerly for
the sound of a chainsaw while she took in every detail of the place she found
herself cornered in. Legend has it that several children went missing before the
school was shut down. The children’s bodies were never found and neither was
the killer. Years after the school had been closed several police reports were
given to suggest that there was someone spending prolonged periods of time at
the school. The townsfolk claimed that they heard screams and blood curdling laughter
coming from the building as well as a horrid odour if you came too close. Ava ran her fingers along the wall, watching as dried up wallpaper collapsed under her fingers. Senseless graffiti covered the walls that Ava imaged were once pristine and spotless. A loud noise pulled Ava out of her trance and she spun around, her eyes widening in fear. He’d found her. A crooked and slightly toothless smile came up on his face, the several scars on his face distorting him even more. Breathing heavily, he charged towards her, rusty and bloodied chainsaw at the ready. Ava’s scream filled the hall as she ran for her life. © 2017 zombie_jawsAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorzombie_jawsAboutCurrently studying to become a game developer. Hoping to write stories for games, so I'm looking for ways to brush up on my writing skills. more.. |