|𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟗| 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐮𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫

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|𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐮𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫|

In the dimly light, the town of MaryWood. It was quiet. Since it was indeed 3:00 am. Mrs.Waybright was sleeping, while Mr.Waybright smoked a cigarette outside of the house. The silence was dead, but crickets could be heard in the distance. It was dimmed dark, pitch black if you say.

So This gave them the perfect time to strike..

While the cigar was being smoked, puffing out air once in a few. But he could hear faint sticks and twigs being broken, he didn't think anything of it until..

The faint step of twigs got closer..

This made him think, 'who would be out this time of night' he questioned. But that didn't matter, so he continued to smoke. But the faint sticks, just kept getting closer, and closer.. eventually making him more concerned and aware. "Who's there?" He yelled, through the pitch black dark, but the steps came to a stop. "I said, who's there?" He yelled again.

No response..

This made him angry, he thought that someone was playing a joke or a prank on him. But that couldn't be it.. he thought, usually the people would never go out once it hit 2:00 am. He then heard the steps of someone- no, of people getting closer, their steps getting louder. This made him he a bit scared. But He continued to smoke his almost finished cigarette, but he just couldn't shake off the feeling that someone was watching him..

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His cigar was finally finished, after a few minutes. And he was about to walk back into the house when someone wacked him in the back of the head, and he immediately fell unconscious as everything around him. Went completely black.

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He woke up in the middle of nowhere, he tried to gasp for air as he tried to look around. But everything was pitch black, he tried to walk but realized that his hands and feet were tied up. Even his mouth were duct taped. This made him scared shitless, as he heard a voice..

"You're awake, at last.." The deep voice saying, he couldn't recognize it. He tried break free and that's just made the person angry, punching him square in the nose. Making a loud crack echoing through the woods. His muffled screaming just made the person groan. "Ugh, you're annoying. We just wanted to pay you a visit, but you could say your LAST ever visit from anyone." The person chuckled darkly, as he whimpered. "Aww he looks so scared.." another voice cutting in.

But he recognized that voice..

That voice who pleaded him to stop years ago..

The voice that he tortured..

The one that he abused..

Suddenly he felt this agonizing pain, his screams muffled through the duct tape. "Aw does it hurt?" Sasha chuckled, twisting the knife around in his leg, making him scream more. This made her smile, as she pulled out the bloody knife out of his blood soaked thigh. "Marcy the honors?" Sasha asks, "mhm." They say handing Sasha a weapon. "Now," Sasha says, "I'll untie you." She says cutting off the rope with a sharp knife. Making him almost piss himself. "Let's play that game, hide and seek. Remember?" Sasha said sternly, his face turned white as a ghost. "The things you forced me to do?" She said, her face turning into a slight frown. "Like I said, I'll untie you, and I'll give you 10, no- 20 seconds to hide." She said, her voice darkening. "Now," she said.

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