Prologue

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This Part Was By Me - AmberBabe ;* Enjoy!

Prologue

The Music Blasted Out Of The Speakers Into The Night Club In New York, The Crowd Roared As The Dj Hit The Track For The Next Song. Outside About A Whole Six Blocks, The Line To Get Inside Was Insane But Lucky For Sinister’s Next Victims They Happen To Be The Next People To Step Inside. Ten Victims. Perfect For The Back Stabber Games. All Victims, There Names Are Kerry, Mark, Anne, Pierre, Adrian, Ramón, Dominic, Chad, Jessica, And Kellie. Five Pretty Girls And Five Charming Boys, Looks Can Kill.  Sinister Had Prepared Her House For The Next Games, A Loud Roar Echoed Through The House, Sinister Smiled Evilly And Walked Up The Stairs, Cleaning Them As She Went. Screaming Was Coming From The Very Last Room At The End Of The Hallway, A Girl’s Voice. Sinister Opened The Door With A Bang And The Girl Inside Was Screaming And Crying, Her Leg Was Snapped In Half, Torn Flesh Was Bleeding From Her Legs, A Wire Was Stabbed Into Her Back Ripping Her Back The More The Girl Moved. This Ungrateful Bitch Won? Impossible... The Girl’s Blond Hair Was Filled With Blood, One Of Her Eyes Were Pitch Black With Blood Running Down Her Check, And The Girl Was Screaming Still.

“I-I-I Won” The Girl  Weakly Spoke, The Girl Looked Up At Sinister.

“You Promised That The Winner Would....” The Girl Coughed Up A Large Amount Of Blood, Her Eyes Were Heavy. But She Continued “Be Set FREE!” The Girl Shouted Looking At Sinister Her Hands Tambling And She Was Filled With Fear. “Pl-ease...” The Girl Fell To The Ground, Limp. Sinister Shook Her Head, Weak, All Of Them. Sinister Cleaned The Mess Up, She liked The Games It Filled Her Power Each Time Someone Died Or Was In Fear, Camille, Jason, Josh, Fiona, Jennifer, Nicki, Leeandrew, And Gale Was The Last Victims. The One Who ‘Won’ Was Jennifer, Sinister Didn’t Like Jennifer At All That’s Why Sinister Didn’t Give Jennifer A Weapon To Start With Only The Others, But This Month’s Games Were Going To Be The Best. More Death Traps, More Screams, Bloodier Weapons, More Tricks, And One Thousand Percent Back Stabbers. Sinister Smiled To Her Self Laughing At Her Devilish Ways.

“Oh, I Just Love The Scent Of Blood” With That Said Sinister Locked The Door Behind Her, Snapping Her Fingers She Was In A Room Filled With TV’s That Had Showed All The Angles Of The Club. An Insidious Smile Showed Upon Her Lips, She Saw Her Prey And She Was Ready To Kidnap Them.  At Last   She Thought  The Perfect Victims...

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