We've been driving for a while on the seemingly endless highway. "Turn left," Google Maps instructs. Matthew turns the wheel and presses the brake, but nothing happens.
"The fuck!" he shouts in panic. The car isn't slowing down. I feel a surge of adrenaline and excitement. This is it.
"Get on the shoulder!" I shout as I quickly grab the mask from under my seat, my hands shaking with a mix of adrenaline and fear. I put it on, feeling the cold material press against my skin, and fumble with my seatbelt, finally clicking it open. I shove the car door open, the afternoon air hitting me like a slap. My heart pounds in my ears as I force the steering wheel to the left and hurl myself out of the moving vehicle. The impact with the ground is jarring, pain shooting through my body, but I don't have time to dwell on it.
Behind me, the crash is deafening. I twist around just in time to see the car crumple like an accordion, Matthew's body bursting like an overripe tomato. A euphoric shiver runs down my spine. I've done it. He's gone.
A car screeches to a halt nearby, and I break into a run. The driver barely has time to react before I'm yanking him out, his body hitting the wet asphalt with a thud. He curses, eyes wide with shock and fear, but I don't care. I climb into the driver's seat, the door slamming shut behind me. For good measure, I deliver a final kick to his face, feeling the satisfying crunch of bone under my foot before speeding away. Blood splatters across the windshield, but I hardly notice. He was just collateral damage.
My hands are still shaking as I grab my phone and text Levi.
You: Finish him off as soon as possible.
Levi online
Levi: He's coming up to give me some soup soon. It's all set.
You: Good. Keep a close eye on Lola. That bitch can't escape.
Levi: Yessir.
After that, I delete all of our texts.
The road blurs under my tires as I race towards the house, my thoughts a chaotic whirl of triumph and anticipation. I park the car in the dense cover of the woods, my heart pounding as I sprint towards the house. The wind is icy against my damp skin, but I push forward, my focus laser-sharp.
I text Levi that I'm almost there:
You: I'm at the door. Can't wait to kill the bitch.
Levi: Sure you do.
Levi: On my way.
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The door opens with a soft creak, and Levi stands there, phone in hand. He gives me a quick nod, and I nod back, understanding passing between us. As he moves towards the living room, every word from inside reaches my ears, heightening my anticipation. I take my position, hidden from view, and listen.
The desperation in Lola's voice is like music, each note a testament to her fear and helplessness. A grin spreads across my face, my heart swelling with a twisted sense of satisfaction. This is it. This is what I've been waiting for. Let the game begin.
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The Masked Killer - A.T Ben Saad || English
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