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Jake blinked twice, returning to consciousness, after what had seemed an eternity, only to perceive that his wrists were firmly tied.
He could see the dark red cloth, squeezing the skin tightly to restrain any movement. Soon he would realize that he was lying on a worn mattress, dirty by age, on the floor of a dark room. In front of him, there were some wooden stairs that led to a door. Nothing else was there. No furniture. Picture, or recognizable detail.
It was similar to the basements of some test houses, but there was no generator.
As he could, he moved to sit on the mattress, trying to rub his head. It hurt, as if it had been hit previously. The truth is that he did not remember anything, why he was here? It didn't seem to be any joke from his partners. Likewise, none was so twisted to do that to him.
It only remained to think ... that some killer would have caught him? But it didn't make sense, the Entity would not let them do anything other than kill them ... right?
Soon his thoughts had an answer, when the door opened. His whole body tensed, and he backed up so his back was against the wall, he didn't know why, the feeling of having support helped him feel more secure. Since what was coming was not good at all.
From the door came the recognizable, dark fog that flooded the forests and most places that the entity created.
And soon he knew that the entity was there, not physically, but he could hear its whispers, low, malicious, and soon he knew it was not talking to him.
But with the Shape.
The Shape was above all of the stairs, watching his prey below, as confused, and as restless as he could be in this situation.
Jake could feel his heart speed up at times. The worst thing about Myers, was to see him so still, the horrible feeling of thinking about what he will do and when he will do it. Because this murderer enjoyed watching and making his prey suffer, long before killing it in the worst ways possible.
He soon knew why he was there. He could understand the entity, He could hear what it said.
"For you, my favorite."
What?!
"For you, you make me so happy, I know your wishes, and I give you the most desired."
Jake felt the sweat trickle down his temple, watching Michael cocking his head, as the door closed behind him.
"Have fun".
It was the last thing Jake heard from the entity.