Anti's Next Victim

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Anti smiled as he walked into the kitchen and stood right behind Signe with his knife ready to pierce through flesh.

Signe stopped as she finally finished cooking and turned off the oven. She pulled her hair back into a ponytail and took the chicken out of the oven.

She took a quick deep breath, and slowly felt eyes watching her.

She turned around to see if her assumptions were correct but Anti disappeared within a flash of lightning.

"It's raining... big shocker." She let out an uneasy smile and moved towards the bottom of the stairway.

"Sean! Whenever you're done recording, make sure you come eat! It's chicken!"

"Great! I'm starved!" Anti's perfect impression of his good counterpart rang from the shadows of the kitchen.

Signe slowly peeked through the kitchen and saw the silhouette of her boyfriend in the corner of the kitchen getting something out of the fridge.

"Sean? How did you even?... When did you?... Um...."

Anti quickly closed the fridge door and drank some orange juice straight from the carton and shifted towards Signe.

Signe's eyes widen as she finally understood what was going on.

With each step he took towards her, Signe slowly walked backwards.

"What's wrong?" Anti, still imitating Jack's voice. "You're acting like you've seen a ghost or something!"

"It's not a ghost I'm looking at..." Signe looked back at the knife holder. "I think I'm seeing a demon."

"Why did he have to date such a smart girl?" Anti dropped the façade and disappeared within a cloud of green septic smoke. 

Signe quickly grabbed a huge knife and looked around her as Anti's deep evil laughter echoed throughout the apartment.

"Come on out! I'm not afraid of you!" She moved out of the kitchen and into the living room.

"You may say that, but I can still smell the fear within you." Anti taunted. "It's delicious actually."

Signe slowly backed up towards the front door as Anti appeared right behind her once again.

Sensing him once again, Signe turned around in a circle to slash Anti only to see that she slashed his calling card of smoke.

Before she could react, her arms felt heavier than her own body. The weight caused her to collapse on her knees. She tried to move her arms with the knife still in her right hand as a green aura surrounded her arms and turned into shackles that kept her grounded to the floor.

Anti suddenly appeared and loomed over her as she tried to struggle from her shackles.

"Awwwwww!" Anti purred as he noticed the knife in Signe's hand. He snapped his fingers and with a little poof, the knife vanished out of her hand and appeared floating above the palm of his right hand, covered in green aura.

"Were ya gonna use this little ol' thing on me?"

Signe just huffed and puffed as she continued to try and free herself.

"By Jaysus! You're a strong woman? Ain't ya, hon?!" Anti continued to taunt Signe using his counterpart's actual voice in a thick Irish accent.

"Sean? Please help me! I know you're in there... somewhere!" Signe pleaded. "You have to fight Anti!! Just like you've done before!! Please, fight him!!"

Anti smiled and giggled using Jack's voice until it transitioned into his actual demonic and deep voice.

"Oh! I'm so sorry hon..." Anti purred.

Signe's arms suddenly stretched out among the floor, leaving her in a crucified position.

The floating knife positioned itself towards Signe.

"He's not here to run the show anymore..."

The knife then rushed itself straight towards Signe to pierce her heart.

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