“ Come out, come out, wherever y’are.. pretty lil’ thing… “

What was more terrifying than a sociopathic murderer chasing you? A sociopathic murderer that was infatuated with you. William had dragged you back to Cottonwood Farm and tied you up in the attic with Jackson— But. . . Something about you- He liked.

Like a vampire drinking blood— He was addicted. You needed to stay. You were going to stay…

You had broken out, and you were trying to escape— But William was not keen on letting that happen.

“ C’mon, pretty thinnggg~ Your only prolonging the inevitable. . . Why don’t you come on out, yeah?? I won’t hurt you too bad if you come out. But make me find you? Things won’t be too pretty… “

This shit was terrifying…

“ Don’t make me send The Jockey after ya’. . . “