A knife came down. My eyes widened to the size of dinner plates, pain blossoming in my back. I squeaked out in terror as my ears caught the sound of a door locking, I easily knew where this sound was coming from as I had been down here before. My eyes rounded, my head whipped around to where I thought I heard the scream of that bitch come from. Three stories, three situations, three days to come before the end of sanity.