The shoe is on the other foot

Justin's POV

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I woke up to pain. I felt pain everywhere. I could feel my hands tied behind my back. I'm unable to move my legs. I feel paralyzed.

I laid on the cold hard cement floor. Staring only at pitch black.

I sniffed in the air around me. It smelled familiar like rotting body's. It sorta smells like my basement.

Wait a minute! I am in my basement. I'm in the room where my victims were slaughtered and killed. Except right now I'm the victim. I'm awaiting my death.

I could hear footsteps approach the door. My killer is on the another side of that door.

I could hear the door creek open. The light flashed on and I squinted toward the tall figure that stood in front of me.

"Hello Justin."

I recognized that voice. It belonged to Danny. Ethan's ex.

"Danny? Why are you doing this?" I said as I tried to keep my voice gentle and calm.

"Do you know that saying Justin?

Revenge never tasted so sweet."

He bent down and looked me in the eyes.

"Do you remember me Justin?"

"Yea of course I do, you pinned me down on the boy's locker room floor."

Danny smirked. "That's not what I'm talking about, my first encounter with you was here in this very room. I was just 14 years old and I was your victim but I'm the victim who got away."

My eyes widened. I remember him now. He was the only one that had been able to escape from me.

I look up at Danny in shock.

"Your Daniel?"

"Oh so you do remember me." He smiled as he lifted me up and placed me on the steel table.

"I remember this table." he said as he paused and admired it from a far.

He looked back at me with hatred in his eyes. "It's strange isn't it? That I'm the killer now and your my victim." he moved closer and brushed my hair back.

"Well, it looks like the shoe is on the other foot."

He bent down and whispered in my ear.

"How does it feel to be the victim?"

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