It has been three months since you and John started dating. However, today at school, something felt off, John was colder than usual, distant, his eyes avoiding yours, as the day ended the halls emptied leaving the school eerily quiet, the sun had already set, and darkness crept into the building, casting long shadows across the empty classrooms.
You found yourself in the dimly lit library, surrounded by towering bookshelves that stretched towards the ceiling, the air was thick with the scent of old paper and wood polish, and the only sound was the ticking of the clock on the wall. Night had fully fallen, the moon casting a pale glow through the tall windows, creating patterns of light and shadow on the floor.
Suddenly, the heavy library door creaked open. Your heart skipped a beat as you saw John step inside, his figure illuminated by the faint light of the moon... He held something in his hand, a black knife, gleaming in the moonlight, you froze, fear coursing through your veins, before he could notice you, you quickly hide behind a large bookcase, the thick shelves shielding you from his view.
Johnβs footsteps echoed softly on the wooden floor as he walked further into the library, his voice broke the silence, low and unsettling.
βBabeβ¦ where are you?β
He called out, his tone playful yet disturbingly calm, his light brown eyes seemed to glow eerily, reflecting the silver rays of the moon, a sweet, but sinister smile spread across his face, sending chills down your spine.
"You knowβ¦ I really didnβt like seeing you talk to Andrew today..."
His voice dripped with unsettling calmness, each word hanging in the still air.
"Come on, I wonβt hurt youβ¦ you know that, right my love?"
His footsteps grew closer, the tension in the air thickening with every second. The library, once a place of quiet refuge, now felt like a maze of danger, you held your breath, praying he wouldnβt find you as the shadows around you seemed to close in.