The Swipe Of Life

My eyes flutter open. Rays of blinding sunlight making me squint. My body is laying on brown brittle, dead leaves. My mouth feels dry and my body is filled with aches. "B-B-Boots?" I call out "Guys? Where are you? I-", hack hack. I can't speak anymore. My body shakes as I hack out blood. My eyes widen and I feel myself pale, but I can't stop. 'P-please," I manage to choke out between coughing. "Someone help." I hear footsteps and my hope starts to rise. "Please help," I call out. "Sure Dora," someone says and my hope plummets. I know that voice, and sure enough, Swiper the fox steps out of the shadows holding a bloody knife in one hand, and in his other, Boot's head.

Darkness surrounds me. Faint murmuring and jumbled noises. I try to move my body, but I can't,0 like I am strapped down. I feel something descend onto my head and shiver, I am so cold. A spotlight finds its way into my vision and I am nearly blinded by how light it seems compared to the rest of the room. "Hello Dora," Swiper says. "I can't wait to swipe your life" with how casually he says it I almost don't get what he means, but when I do I start to struggle and try to escape. "Oh don't even try honey, it won't work" he cackles. Despite his words I continue to struggle against my bonds, trying to hopelessly break them. I start to sob, tears flowing down my face like a waterfall. Suddenly Swiper's face gets very ugly. "Stop those waterworks girl, they won't help you here," he snarls. I stop immediately, fearing what he will do to me if I don't. His face turns joyful and he gives a malevolent grin that makes me shiver. "Great, now lets get started," he lets out a loud cackle, that makes the walls echo around us. He steps back into the shadows, his eyes glowing with an insane light.

Swiper's face is now illuminated by the light in the room, no matter how faint it is I can still see his face. He gets out his blood stained knife and asks me a question. "Do you want to live, or die?" I can feel myself start to faint. 'At least I don't have to suffer,' I think as my eyes start to close. "Ahhh" I scream as I am doused with something red and sticky that smells metallic, 'blood' I think with growing horror. I am doused again, and I scream, "stop please."

"Sure, but first I want you to meet a friend,' the fox fiend says, his voice barley louder then a whisper. He leaves for a few seconds, and I breathe a sigh of relief. I am finally alone, away from that horrible, awful, horrific monster. 'What am I going to do?' 'Boots is dead. Swiper's going to kill me, OH MY GOD I'm, going to… Die?' Instantly I feel sick, my mouth open ready to vomit, when red sticky BLOOD lands on me and in my mouth. On instinct I swallow and instantly gag. 'I just swallowed blood, maybe the blood of my best friend'.

"You shouldn't have tried to escape," Swiper croons. He suddenly slams his fist against my neck, causing me to choke and cry out, "S-stop p-please." His grip tightens and my world starts to turn black, his bruising grip turns numb as I become aware of my lungs burning for air, everything fades out.