The Lion and the Sheep

The killer with both scissors at hand screamed like hell while looking for me.

"Come out, come out where ever you are... Whahaha! You can hide and run but anything you do, I will kill you!" He shouted but I looked at my phone and the time was 9:00 pm.

I swiftly moved to another location to avoid being caught. I looked at my phone and my view rate was 900 and I already have 90 followers.

But it was least of my worries. I need to get out here alive. Calling the police might be a good idea but my mission won't be completed if I involve the police so I need a plan.

'What if I lure him out of his hole and once out, I need another plan. I still have a pen knife for self defense and a flashlight. I need more time to think.' I move backward and it caused a metal clanking sound.

"There you are!" I heard footsteps coming close. I think that I am dead.

I saw him, the killer of the Bloody Hall. I looked at his eyes and it felt like looking in a bottomless hell.

"Who are you?" he laughed and looked at me back.

"Because you are going to die, my name is Xiao Chi Leng. Remember that in hell!" He was about to stab me when I questioned him again.

"Why did you do this?! Xiao Chi Leng?" He stopped but never laughed, he looked serious.

"Remember the case of the lost mental patient. I am the mental patient. They blamed me I killed a doctor and wanted me stuck at the Fourth Floor of Hell. I ran away and got crazy and killed people. I learned autopsy and body anatomy. I learned what a murderer felt. I loved it. Now, I want you to know what is the feeling of being murdered..." I ran as fast as I can. He chased me back while shouting.

"You can't hide, hihihihi!" I continued to run and looked for a escape route and the only key was the elevator.

"Do you know story called the Lion and the Sheep. Well, what I learned there was once the lion saw a weak sheep, the sheep's fate is already fixed at that point." I reached the elevator and was going to open it when I heard his voice on my neck. It was cold.

"Booo!" I felt the scissor stabbed my and I can't help but scream. There were blood spilling on me.

"Well, that was the feeling of hearing a scream, it felt great! Because you helped me, I will make sure your trip to hell will be fast!" He was about to stab me again when I took my last gulp of energy to run away.

I was hurt so I walked then run at the same time. Being stabbed at the back was a painful thing I ever felt because of being a detective.

I ran circles until I was able to use the elevator to go down.

I thought I was safe but I guess it wasn't done