THUD.
Pain exploded at the back of my skull.
My vision buckled. My breath caught.
Something slammed into the back of my head.
Hard.
Something heavy like metal. The sound of the metal clattering hit the floor behind me.
A pipe? A crowbar?
I stumbled forward, hand catching the wall. The world spun. Blood trickled down the back of my neck.
My grip tightened around my blade.
I turned around slowly.
"Who wants to die next?"
Nothing but shadows.
The hall behind me was empty.
Or maybe someone was hiding…
Whistle.
I gripped the knife tighter.
"Hide and seek was fun… when we were kids."
I stood still, head tilted.
Then I smiled.
I followed the trail. Drops of red glistened under the emergency lights…scattered like breadcrumbs toward the wall of lockers. Blood.
Dripping down a row of lockers near the hallway wall.
One of them… slightly cracked open. A trail of red dripping down the edge.
I walked toward it.
The hunter doesn't rush. The prey comes to him.
