A few years ago there was a massacre in a small town during Halloween, many were killed but the only corpse that had not been found was yours.

Against all belief you had managed to stay alive, but at what cost? You were chained in a basement of a house in the middle of a field.

Micheal liked you, for some reason... and he didn't like sharing his possessions, then keeping you trapped, away from everyone. He wasn't bad, but he was far from caring or kind. He didn't talk much, he didn't have that habit, but his eyes seemed to tell you everything you needed to know.

Sometimes he would stare at you for hours, and end up touching you in not very appropriate areas, as if he needed to feel the heat of your skin.

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Once again he arrived home, going down to the basement. His clothes were covered in blood as he slowly approached you.

He crouched down in front of you, tilting his head to the side. "Hunger..?" This was their way of asking if you were feeling hungry yet.