Literature
Ominous- Jeff The Killer x Reader Ch.3
Twelve.
Eleven.
Ten.
You could still hear the killers voice echoing through the hallways of the warehouse, and you prayed that the hiding spot you picked was sufficient, otherwise, you were as good as dead.
Nine.
Eight.
Seven.
Six.
You had found a bathroom in one of the rooms on the main floor and hid inside the cupboard under the sink, knowing that if it couldn't keep him from finding you entirely, he at least wouldn’t look here within the ten minutes. The more you thought about it though, the stupider the idea seemed. You counted down the seconds remaining in your head.
Five.
Four.
Three.
Two.
Then you remembered the pock
