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Misterio / Suspenso

When Eleanor Van Ness, one of the highest paid models in the world, gets invited to a murder mystery masquerade she's beyond excited. She's invited along with many of her other friends, including her boyfriend Wilbur. However, everything begins to...

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you're mine
and we belong together
yes, we belong together
for eternity
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The soft sound of music and the scratching sound of a record broke the silence that had filled the ballroom. 
Eleanor jumped and turned around. 
Dream was approaching her as she rose to  her feet. He smiled at her, with a look of something close to admiration. 
"Why couldn't you have just killed me?" Eleanor snarled out, getting in his face. 
"Why would I kill you, Ellie?" Dream put emphasis on the nick name. 
"Call me Ellie one more time!" Eleanor was screaming at him, and he clambered back with a laugh. 
"There's no way I could kill you." Dream smiled and softened his face. "I'm in love with you Ellie. That's what all of this was for. To get everyone out of the way. So we could be together." 
At that, Eleanor's palm came colliding with the side of Dream's face. 
"You sick fuck!" She said, pounding her fist into her nose. 
"I put on this music so we could dance." He smiled at her. 
"Okay." She sighed. "Let's dance." 
She pulled him in and they started waltzing. She winced every time his hand readjusted on her waist. They glided across the ballroom, as the record played in the back. 
You're mine
And we belong together
Yes, we belong together
For eternity
She noticed the designs of the room. The curtains covering blank walls, the flooring, the lack of windows. 
The dead body. 
She gulped and look at Dream, putting on a faux grin as she bat her lashes. She thought she might be sick, having to put up with this act. 
"So..." She started as they made a turn. "I have a question. May I ask?" She sweetly asked him, wanting to cringe at her own tone. He nodded. 
"Did you decide to simply, kill us all off? So I was the only one left?" She gulped but tried to keep up her act. He nodded again. 
"I had to get them out of the way. So I picked everyone off. One by one. Just for you." Dream looked at her like he was expecting a thank you. 
"How...flattering." She tried her hardest to smile, as panic filled her.
She tried not to pull away every time Dreams hand travelled from her waist to her hip. But she had to keep up with the act. Get him to be vulnerable. 
If he was vulnerable she could kill him. 
She could avenge Wilbur.
Eleanor noticed the shine of a blade poking through his other pocket. 
The light bulb above her head illuminated. 
Her hand made a quick grab for it. But not before Dream could grab her. 
He clicked his tongue in disapproval, pulling it out himself. 
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