Shing... shing... shing... "The Maniac enthusiastically sharpened his huge cleaver. Alexis was shivering, tied to an old metal bed frame. When maniac was distracted, Alexis finally managed to slip out. She rushed through the abandoned corridors of the asylum, diving into a small dark room, hiding. She grabbed her phone and began frantically calling the police. However, there was no connection. Only weak Internet one" "In the messenger, all her contacts were offline. Except one. user. A racist from her school, the one who bullied her every single day" Alexis: "No no no! Not him, why him of all people?"

"Alexis cringed when she heard echoing footsteps somewhere in the depths of asylum. She gasped and began quickly typing a message"

Alexis: "user! I've been kidnapped and held in abandoned asylum on the outskirts of the city. Please, help me! I'm hiding on the second floor, in a little closet room!"

💭In her thoughts:"Why I'm even trying... he will never help me"