Adam Lucifer Black is a simple man living a monotonous life_ that's what everyone says when you ask them about him. But don't forget; every coin has two sides. What if he is a devil in disguise?
What if he has a face which everyone fears to see?
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DAISY GODWIN _ THE SECOND VICTIM
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I stayed at home for about a week after I killed Lavender Weston, I don't know why I did that. Something inside me told me to stay home; I obeyed it blindly because it was the only place I liked in this world. Sometimes I feel like there is someone living inside me, like another me and I'm obliged to do everything he says. Whenever he shows up, I will have this extreme desire to see blood and then I'll kill because; that is what he wants to see, he'll go as soon as he see fresh blood_ putting me into a hypnotic state. I don't know how to explain what is happening inside my head, it's indescribable.
After I buried her body in the woods, I came back home and took a shower. It was really amazing; my brain was replaying everything I did to her continuously_ I relished it very much. My first experience of killing a human turned out to be fantastic. The water washed off her blood but it couldn't wash off those memories. After that, I ate my dinner while listening to the song Animals. I don't know what it had done to me because I was thinking about the whole process over and over again, how I took her to the basement and hit her head with my hammer, how I tore her bra while I stabbed her chests, how I lied in her pool of bright red blood to calm my nerves everything kept on replaying. I went to bed happily with all those good memories and slept peacefully.
The next day I woke up thinking of that extraordinary night. The following 3 days I was in a hypnotic state, I didn't know what I was doing; even though 3 days had passed I was still stuck in that day when I successfully took a human life. The 4th day, I slowly started to come back to reality but I didn't want to come back, I wanted to stay inside that ecstasy. When I understood that hypnotic effect was fading away, I decided to preserve it somewhere. Somewhere, that will help me to live inside that moment. That's when I decided to write_ my confession. I took a black leather bound diary of 2021 and wrote my first confession_ Lavender Marie Weston. I wrote about each and every minor detail inside that book because I wanted to relish that experience whenever I wanted to, after all a human pray wasn't something you could get very quickly.
The thought of killing another human didn't bloom inside my head for the next 5 months. I was absolutely normal in those 5 months; I didn't take anything's life and I didn't have the feeling to do it. I went to college daily, performed well in my academics. It was as though the other I was sleeping peacefully inside me, even though I was normal I knew it wasn't true because I've had this feeling that he'll wake up soon and the resumption will happen again. Just like that_ it happened.
I started having nightmares about Lavender; she was coming back to take revenge. Later on I started having hallucinations, I saw her staring at me among a crowd of busy walking people and quickly disappearing, I heard her sound from my basement _ I heard her cry and calling for help, sometimes she would sing a creepy song that scared the shit out of me and once I even heard her playing with my knives. Those things were enough to kill me alive. I couldn't just leave that things like hallucinations anymore because it became more and more real and fucking scary.
I started to go for evening walks after such daunting experiences from my own home, I thought that would help to stop it. Sometimes I couldn't perceive what was real and what was unreal_ I felt like I was going nuts because it was getting worse.
One day when I went for my usual evening stroll, I saw the girl I killed with my own hands smiling at me coquettishly in the park. I was extremely shocked and scared. I came back home quickly. It wasn't a mere hallucination_ it was FUCKING REAL.
"How is that even possible? I killed her...I FUCKING KILLED HER." I screamed at the top of my lungs. I threw all the stuff in the table of my living room, broke some expensive antiques, booted the chairs. I tried goddamn hard to calm myself but I couldn't.
I didn't step outside my home for the next two days. That small incident broke my complete confidence. I was once again hauled back into the pit of weakness. Those old nasty memories began to come back; I remembered about the time I was bullied and assaulted_ it was horrifying. Then I thought about Lily's death. My head was clogged with only my darkest memories at that time_ I was sad and angry simultaneously.
"Fight back Adam." An inner voice spoke to me,
"Fight back Adam, kill her. Show her you're not weak. Don't hide. Go seek."
I knew what I should do.
I started going back to my usual routine. I went for my evening walk normally and spotted Lavender several times in the park. She looked and smiled at me flirtatiously.
"This bitch wont stop." I cussed under my breath.
As I was about to go back I saw her walking towards me, I pretended I didn't see it and trod away. But she darted quickly and stood in front of me. I looked at her wondering what she was going to do but when I saw her face I was horrified_ it wasn't Lavender.
"Holy shit. I'm going crazy." I said in my mind.
"Hi" She greeted. I did the same back. She was actually so beautiful and had the same body type as Lavender and the way she smiled looked similar to the way Lavender did, perhaps that's why I felt she was Lavender. Anyway, I was relieved. I studied her face, when I saw her from a distance she looked younger but when I saw her face to face I understood she was older, nevertheless she was really fetching.
"My name is Daisy Godwin."
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