Behind You

You are in the house It is abandoned In the middle of nowhere You are all alone With a battery flashlight You walk into the living room Blood all over the couch You suspect someone died here You press on with this exploration You walk into a kitchen Knives arranged in a circle Standing upwards Right beside you 4 knives hung Swinging like wind chimes You are stumped now You go upstairs into the bedroom It is clean No blood No knives Nothing out of the ordinary Looks like a normal bedroom THE FLASHLIGHT TURNED OFF “I’m right Behind You…”