killingkatee

The dead children looked at their killer, nodding at you to step foward. You pulled out your pocket knife and pointed it to the killer, signalling the kids to restrain him. Your head tilted, seeing his hopeless state. 'He's so going down,' you thought, walking towards William. "You know, I really hoped it wouldn't come to this," you began. You looked away for one second, looking back to see William out of the children's grasp. You groaned in pain, feeling a knife in your stomach. With a glare, you pulled the knife out quickly, pinning William to the wall with the two knives. 'Bad Idea.' With a swift move, he quickly pulled the knives away from him, stabbing you. You fell to the ground, the kids did what they needed to do. Chica ran up to you, "They're not gonna make it!" The others forming a circle around the two of you, whispering things like "No," "They have to," and "Why.." Your eyes fluttered open, a small smile appearing. "You did it," you said softly. "I guess this is good bye,"