Chapter 10 -- The Police-y Staff [Edited!]

I woke up and a stench surrounded me, I blinked twice, just enough time to re-wipe my eyes as the horror began to set in. A guy that was as drunk as a hobo was staring down at me. The initial fright was his teeth, they were stained with blood, and each tooth was uniquely chipped, like there was an art to his chipped teeth. His hair was disgusting; this would have to be Murderface, who else is that just ugh… I had two choices, hurt him or try to reason with him. I never even got the chance to choose as he rummaged through a bag that looked to have been packed neatly once, until he got his hands on it. "Ah, here it is, okay, so like, I know you like Marz and all, but he’s just an idiot, so what I’m planning to do, is to kill him, tonight… WAIT, you’re not Shayla, sorry, wrong speech, anyway, I’m going to kill you now, I’ll make you suffer, you uncovered the truth… and if Shayla says anything to you, well, I lied, I wasn’t going to hand myself into the police, I’m not that stupid, Shayla thinks I’m leaving her on her own to fend for herself. WRONG, I am kinda bisexual… I like Shayla, a lot, even though I’ve had some history with some of the guys you know." He coughed. "Oh, and also my infatuation with Alex too… it didn’t last for long, until I realised what I truly am, DESTINED TO BE SHAYLA’S HUSBAND. Now, I’ll kill you, and make you suffer for what you have uncovered over all this time." He pulled out a knife and held it to my throat, as most people would do in this situation, I felt nervous and screamed for help. No help came, so I screamed and somehow locked him in my room. This wasn’t that much use to me so I began to run out of the house. During my running my thoughts were of my friends, would I escape? I didn’t know where I should go, but leaving Australia seemed a good option. I didn’t know half of my friends last names, so I couldn’t locate them, but how did Murderface get to Australia anyway? I tripped over after that thought and pieces of information flashed through my head. This information was how Murderface got to Australia, where Shayla was, everything, I don’t even know how it appeared in my head. This wasn’t a forum issue anymore; this was a life or death situation. Kill, or be killed. It was strange, I blinked, after the information was shown to me, and I wasn’t in Australia anymore, I was in some other country. The place I was in was in daytime too, so it must have been in the Southern Hemisphere. I saw a sign, it said something like "Welcome to New Zealand". I didn’t even know which half I was in, and because I only knew one person there, I had to track him down, and get him to help prevent Murderface’s killing.