Audience Commands: My Escape From the Kill Clock
That laugh came from a man. Then I heard a few faint scraping sounds, like someone was slowly shifting their body.
My fists clenched in panic. I didn't even have time to react. The next second, a massive electric chainsaw burst straight through the door, tearing through the wood with ease. The blade spun wildly, screeching with a sound that made my blood run cold.
A man's figure slowly came into view. He wore a black mask and a cap. I couldn't see his face, but I could feel his gaze locked onto me. Terrified, I stumbled backward, only to realize there was nowhere left to retreat.