The mystical island

Erin squeaked, as she crawled to the kitchen, she moved around the counter while Amadeus followed her with a dagger in his hands. She was planning to get her hands on a kitchen knife to defend herself. Her face was bruised, and she was bleeding. Amadeus had hurt her enough. She couldn't take it anymore. Her wicked uncle who murdered her brother was back, and no doubt he was here to end her.

“I can hear your heartbeat so loud. You're afraid of me,” Amadeus said as he turned to the kitchen door. “I will kill you just like I killed your brother.” He chuckled following the opposite way she moved only to meet her leaning on the counter.

Erin was breathing faster than she imagined, she cried silently, she crawled around the counter when she saw him stepping closer trying her best to run away from him. Her hair straightened and her eyes widened, she whimpered when she heard the continuous footsteps that signified death.

“Gotchya.” Amadeus said and she yelped. She threw the knife she was ho