As ??? left Richardson and went to the dimly light street's of the night, they were thinking, thinking about Richardson, and about Ezekiel.
I managed to corner Richardson, he's willing to lead me to that said place, but after that I'll probably start hunting him down again. Just because he's helped me out against Ezekiel doesn't mean he gets to get away with the things he's done in the past, just you wait Richardson, just you wait. After Ezekiel's artefact is gone I'll focus my shift towards Richardson. Oh Ezekiel, can't wait to hear your frantic voice saying "Where's the artefact! Where is it!" Oh how I'll cherish that moment.
After ??? was done thinking about Richardson and Ezekiel his attention shifted towards a different person. Daniel Mitchell.
Daniel Mitchell..oh Daniel Mitchell...that's right..now I remember that name..I've been gone for so long that I have forgotten my actual victims..I think it's about time to get it done. He's had his sweet time. I think I have enough information about you? I stalked you over a month so that should be fine? Perhaps I should check on my mental notes? Let me think about it again...Creative, impulsive, impatience, emotional and sometimes physical abuse towards the people around him, lashing out, rude...what else? What else?.....Pffft do I really actually need a reason? Let's just get this over with.
??? was done thinking about Daniel Mitchell, ??? knew what to do, find Daniel Mitchell and kill him. Holding their Buck 119 knife firmly with their lather gloves, ??? makes his way towards Daniel Mitchell, but before they did that they need to change outfits.
??? went to his fast an swiftly, they opened the door, took out their black baggy clothing and put it on, the mask now ready and their knife firmly on their gloved hand they made their way towards Daniel Mitchell.
Their footsteps echoed through the night dimly streets, each step towards Daniel Mitchell, each step had its purpose, that was to bring ??? towards Daniel Mitchell. They were swift, fast, and used every shortcut they knew to get to Daniel Mitchell as fast as possible.
Their clothing made ??? practically one with the night, one with the shadows of the alleyways of the streets, they were like a blurry movement under the dimly light of the street lights.
As they went further and further into the streets and alleyways ??? finally finds Mitchell's residence.
There you are, found you Daniel, let's see how you'll handle this.
??? pulls out their phone and dials Daniels phone number and waits to him to pick it up
I should linger near his house instead of so far away.
??? goes near Daniels house.
Daniel finally picked up the phone and answered it
Daniel:"Mm? Hello? Who-Who's this? It's like 1am right now, you better have a damn reason to call right now!"
???:"Hello, Daniel Mitchell, what is your favourite horror movie?"
Daniel:"How the fuck do you know my name!"
???:"Now now, Daniel Mitchell, let's not use swear words okay?...What is your favourite horror movie?"
Daniel:"Fucking hell, it's Jigsaw okay! Jigsaw! Now hang up and leave me be!"
???:"Now now Daniel Mitchell, do you remember the name of the Jigsaw killer?"
Daniel:"Uh, it's John Kramer, are you going to leave me alone now!"
???:"Do you know how John Kramer kills his victims, Daniel Mitchell?"
Daniel:"Oh my god! He puts them through trails okay! Through murderous trials!"
???:"Good Daniel Mitchell, very good. Do you want to know something else?"
Daniel:"WHAT NOW!!"
???:"...I poisoned your air conditioner, in less than 10 minutes will your whole house be covered in rat poisoning, your front door as well as your back door could be booby trapped, chose wisely..Daniel Mitchell, or you'll feel the pain of the others you've inflicted upon 10 times"
I actually did not poisoned it, I'm just trying to get a reaction out of him, hopefully he'll use the back door to get out.
As ??? held their breath, waiting for Daniel Mitchell's response, a mixture of anticipation and excitement coursed through them. They could hear Daniel's panicked breathing on the other end of the line, his fear palpable even through the phone.
Daniel's voice trembled as he replied, "What the hell are you talking about? Are you some kind of sick freak? I don't know who you are or what you want, but I'm calling the police right now!"
???'s lips curled into a chilling smile beneath their mask. The thrill of the hunt, the power of instilling fear, it was a rush unlike any other. "Go ahead, Daniel Mitchell. Call the police. But remember, they won't get here in time to save you. You have less than 10 minutes to make a choice: stay in your house and die a slow, painful death, or attempt to escape and face whatever traps await you."
Daniel's voice cracked as he stammered, "This... this can't be real. You're just trying to mess with me, right? You're just some sicko playing a sick game!"
???'s tone turned colder, their words dripping with malice. "Believe what you want, Daniel Mitchell. Your disbelief won't save you. You've hurt people, inflicted pain on them. Now it's your turn to experience the fear and agony you've caused."
There was a moment of tense silence as ??? waited for Daniel's response. The seconds ticked by, each one bringing them closer to their twisted objective. They knew that they had pushed Daniel to the brink, forced him into a corner where he had to make a choice that could cost him his life.
Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Daniel's voice wavered, "Fine... I'll... I'll leave the house. But I swear to god, if this is some sick joke, I'll hunt you down and make you pay!"
??? chuckled darkly, their satisfaction evident even through the phone. "Smart choice, Daniel Mitchell. Choose your path carefully, and maybe, just maybe, you'll live to see another day."
With that, ??? ended the call, their heart racing with a mix of triumph and adrenaline. They watched, hidden in the shadows, as Daniel rushed to the back door of his house and cautiously opened it, stepping out into the darkness beyond.
??? comes out the shadows immediately after Daniel left the house, surprising Daniel and taking him of guard. Stabbing his stomach immediately.
Daniel:"WHA!-ACK!!!"
???:"You chose the wrong door Daniel Mitchell, now...face your consequences of your actions"
??? stabs Daniel Mitchell 10 times repeatedly
One...Two..Three...Four...Five....SIX, SEVEN, EIGHT, NINE, TEN!
Daniel:"AH!..ACK!!,UHH!..UUHR!..COUGH!, AHH!..CRULLR,COUGH!AGHRL!COUGH!"
Daniel was screaming and coughing up blood, he was chocking on his own blood. Gurgling on it as he was trying to scream.
Well, that was messy, maybe I should make a souvenir photograph, what you say Daniel?
Daniel:"Cough!,Grlg!,Cough!....."
Exactly! Good idea!
??? takes out an camera to take an photograph.
Say..cheesecake!.....Now that's a good souvenir for sure. Now that Daniel is gone, who's next again?...Dave...Dave Thompson....yes, your death will be quite painful as well. Just you wait.
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The Ghostface copycat
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