Damaged people are dangerous. They know how to make hell feel home ~Unknown
Those who were scary before were now nothing but a big chunk of flesh; Helpless and vulnerable, begging for help or at least someone to see them for the very last time. Life is full of unexpected turns and speed-breakers but they certainly do come with a warning before hand. But life isn't and never will be a mere guide till the end that'd keep giving you warnings.
The walls shook with the bone chilling screams while he stood there laughing. It's always fascinated him on how screams felt music to him unlike others. Others would call it an unpleasant noise, instinctively covering their ears while he listened to them, as if the sweet notes of a piano.
"Just so you realize, Not a soul is around here to even bother looking for you, but keep screaming. It feels good" he said causing the individual's screams to intensified. A sweet yet dark chuckle left his lips as he reached out to the victim. His face happy filled with pure bliss as he strides around the victim, circling it like a predator ready to pounce on it's prey with all it's might but calmly taking in every bit of it's prey's features before it devours and disfigures it completely to the bone.
" What is your fucking problem!"
"You" he speaks slowly but with every inch of the sentence dipped into pure evil and hatred, enraged buy the audacity of the victim to cuss at his death even when his eyes knew nothing about what was going to happen.
Yes, blindfolded.
Tightly tied up to the metal chair, the screams were muffled low, thanks to the ball of cloth that was forced into the mouth.
" Mhhmhhmhm "
"What? Oh yeah right you can't speak" He laughs giddily only before a silent growl, audible only for him to hear.Slowly enough to terrorize the victim more, he stripped the cloths, ripping it with his bare hands. A penknife went on with the rest of the work and started tracing lines on the smooth skin, lightly at first, like an artist sketching his art, and then deepening it with each passing second. The wounds were bleeding, beautifully covering the victim, but alas! he couldn't scream. It was like a rock stuck in the throat that is being pushed further down the esophagus.
"Does this remind you something?" He asked whilst removing the cloth. It takes a while for the victim to understand before the blindfold is being outlined with tears, slowly flowing down like rain, except the rain isn't going to help anyone.
" No...please."
" She said the same thing didn't she?"
The atmosphere tensed up before every atom present went trembling, crashing into each other as the bullets were fired.
The sound of gunshots still ringing in the atmosphere.
It was deadly silent.
A breath passed. And another.
Soon enough, another set of screams were heard. You didn't think that he killed the victim that easily did you?
" And you really thought I did even dare to give you such a simple death? "
Screams and laughs of a maniac could clear be felt like at constant fight, who's voice would be louder, The fear-filled screams or the laughs that sounded like pure evil.
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Yet another body, bolted on the walls of the subway. Again another sin written in crimson to mark the victim's fault. Yet another traumatic event in the month. Yet another big mob of people trying not to piss themselves. This felt like torture and it indeed was. Nobody likes to see human beings being nailed naked in front of the world on the walls of a subway like they weren't humans but concert posters.
The police force frantically searching for at least one evidence to catch the devil in disguise. Media being a mess as usual. The talent of getting under anyone's skin is skill not most people are equipped with except the journalists but not all. This is the third victim and people still get horrified by the way it is at display.
One last glance at the body before she exits. Enough of the show.
It's time to match the dots.
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ꜱᴜʙᴡᴀʏ ꜱᴜʀꜰᴇʀꜱ // ᴊᴊᴋ (Ongoing)
FanfictionThe sound of gunshots still ringing in the atmosphere. It was deadly silent. A breath passed. Another one. Soon enough, another set of screams were heard. You didn't think that he killed the victim that easily did you? " And you really thought I...
