The lilac prolouge

Prolouge

The young girl tried to catch her breath. She figured the attic was the best place to hide from the ruthless cut-throat. Her head felt like a hurricane after what she had seen. Her whole family had just been mutilated right in front of her! Blood and various appendages were scatterd everywhere! She fled from the scene, knowing that the killer was still in the home. The bodies meant nothing to her. For right now, all that matters is that she survives this dilemma and gets help.

She could hear the heavy footsteps creeping closer to her hiding spot. A door flung open and smashed against the wall. Trembling and sweating, she tried to scoot farther behind a large box of christmas ornaments. Trying to shuffle back, she knocked over several useless items. The murderer was obviously a man because of the low gauged grunt he made in reply to the noise. "This is it. This is the end." She whimpered, as everything went black.