Steffie froze on the spot as the man turned around and faced her. Her eyes grew wide as she saw the big knife in his hand as she looked up from the chainsaw. She swallowed and tried to force her body to move, but it refused to listen to her. Not even when she saw the man swing the huge knife at her, missing her with just an inch.<br/><br/>Her eyes followed him as he moved, she tried to see his face but it was impossible. She didn't know if it was because of the dark room or if he had covered it up with something. Well no matter what it was she didn't like it. It made him all the more scarier and evil looking. A low cry in fear slipped from her lips as he swung the blade towards her once again. This time cutting off a piece of her hair and letting her feel the cold blade graze her neck, cutting a rather thin but long line across it. The cut wasn't deep, but it was enough to make her bleed and for pain to show in her eyes as her hand automatically went to press against the wound.<br/><br/>What was she gonna do? She was almost sure that she was done for now. She closed her eyes and sank down on her knees. Think faster her brain ordered her. Why? She thought hoplessly. There was nothing she could do, was it?<br/><br/>A low chuckle was heard from the man and she could see him raise the knife for the final blow. There was an evil glint in his eyes and she wasn't even able to look away. He continued to raise the blade, but now a sudden rush of adrenaline went through Steffie's body and she quickly dove down and rolled away, standing up on shaky legs before dashing out of the house. Although she had no idea where to run.