My breathing intensified as I ducked down below the office desk and stayed hidden. My heart beats increased as I heard the footsteps closing in.
“It’s okay, Riley. I won’t hurt you.” I heard him say. “It’s a promise. Cross my heart and hope to die.”
I stayed put. I couldn’t trust him. Not after what I’d witnessed a few minutes ago.
“You can come out now. I said I won’t hurt you. You have my word.” A few seconds later when I didn’t do what he said, he continued. “Don’t you trust me, baby?”
I covered my mouth with my hand and watched from the surveillance footage on the screens mounted on the wall as he prowled around the room far from my hidden space. He couldn’t see me. The few months that I’d spent knowing him, I knew that he was smarter and intelligent than what he usually let on.
“You wanna play hide and seek? That’s fine with me. You know, when I was little...I always managed to find the other kids. Grown ups even.” He chuckled softly, the same masculine voice with a boyish charm that I’d fallen in love with, but now the same voice ran a chill down my body.
Something crashed loudly. He’d damaged the emergency lights, pulling the room in pitch black darkness. He was getting closer to where I was hiding. It was a good thing I could still see him through the screens above from the little moonlight that was streaming from the window.
As if he’d heard my mind he reached for a broom stick and smashed camera one, followed by camera two and three. “That should solve the problem, I guess. Now, you wouldn’t be able to know even if I’m right behind you.”
The screens went static and then turned black. From the corner of my eye, I watched his shoes walk past me. I held my breath and a shiver ran down my body as I wondered what would happen if I were caught. A few minutes later, I heard the door open and close. I waited for a few seconds, listening to any other sound in the room but all I could hear were my heart beats. Cautiously, I crawled from beneath the desk to check around and thankfully he was no-where in sight.
I let out a sigh of relief and climbed to my feet, taking a few steps towards the door. Once I was out of the door, I’d make a run down the hallway and get help from the doctor, I decided.
I stepped out to find the lights switched off. I’d seen a number of slasher movies, and had always laughed at the victims for being too gulliable or stupid, never realizing that I could be in that situation someday.
My life was no better than a horror movie.
The lights flickered as I tried to walk quietly but the sounds of my canvas shoes echoed through the empty hallway. I heard soft footsteps behind me so I picked up pace and turned around the corner when a pair of strong arms seized me. The familiar scent of his musk cologne entered my nostrils. He whispered. “Gotcha! Play times over, Riley.”