Beau's pov
I went to the asylum where I left daddy dearest. His doctor took me to his room. He was out of the straight jacket but stilled chained to the floor. He was on the floor sitting down. I couldn't see his face but looked like he was biting his arm.
"Jeff, you have a visitor.", Dr. Van Holland said.
He didn't even look up.
"I'll leave you two alone.", Dr. Van Holland said before leaving.
"Hi, dad.", I said.
He stopped biting his arm and looked up at me and smiled. His teeth were covered in blood.
"Is there a reason for the blood?", I asked.
He didn't answer me. I looked around and saw symbols on the walls. I realize they were the reason why my demons were getting sent back.
"Are you going to talk to me, dad?", I asked.
He growled at me.
"Violet's back.", I said.
There was a moment of silence.
"Wanna see what I did?",I asked.
"No. Please go away.", he said.
"But dad, don't you miss me?", I asked getting closer to you him.
I put my arm out.
"I know you miss me, dad.", I said.
He bit my arm. I pulled my arm away.
"What the hell?!", I screamed in pain.
My arm was bleeding. I teleported back to hell.
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The killers III
FanfictionThis is the continuation of the killers II. Time to bring people back, find out who is the real bad guy, and other interesting things
