‘She saw me,’ The Freak grinned ‘,she knows I’m watching her. Excellent.’ The Freak walked along the gray pavement until he reached 51 Haled Way. Tonight was special. Entering the house quietly, he slowly ran his fingers over the smooth blade of the kitchen knife in his pocket. Thump. Thump. The Freak could hear victim 003’s heartbeat.
“Who’s there?” a voice called out. The number Freak pounced and grabbed the victim’s mouth.
“Hello Father”
“Lance? Lacey? Is this a joke? Lacey, you were on TV this morning..”
“Have you forgotten about me already old man? I am the Number Freak. You are Victim 003. Didn’t you get the message?” The Freak grinned maniacally. Th-Thump. Th-and then the Freak slit victim 003’s throat. Th-Thump. Th-Thump.
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Gizem / GerilimTh-Thump. It liked to hear their heartbeats. There have been a series of killings. Murders. Deaths. Whatever you want to call it. The killer calls himself the Number Freak. The first victim is victim 002. Then 003. And so on. Melissa West-cott is an...
