Three years. Three years of hand holding and beer drinking and the best sex I’ve ever had before the blood, the bruises, the beginning of a nightmare.
Elsewhere, Kentucky isn’t a place you’re going to be able to find on a map, and there’s a good reason for it.
“Since I’ve watched way too many scary movies, I always look through the door’s peephole before opening the door.”
“It takes 30 days for someone to go blind in this level of darkness,” the voice said, followed by a click. The faint light on my helmet blinking out.
I witnessed something no man was ever supposed to possess memory of.
Aries: You’ll die because you piss off the killer. Even when you’re probably scared as f*ck deep inside, your egotism will get the best of you. You’ll try to prove to your friends (and the audience) that you’re brave, so you taunt the killer.
Every night when I tuck my kid in bed, he asked me to check the closet for monsters. Every night I try to pretend that monsters aren’t real.
YOU’LL NEVER BE ALONE.