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The Flayed Face Killer

Have you ever heard the story of the flayed faced killer?

No?

Well pull up a chair as I tell you the story of the flayed face killer.

Once there was a young man loved by everyone and known to everyone as a lovely young man who looked after all those around him even those of whom he despised he would still find it in his heart to take care of. It wasn't until a few years ago that the poor boy had his life taken from him and the horror that took his place followed.

Barely out of school the young man met the love of his life her name was Lisa he loved her with all his heart and would talk to her daily she would always fall ill from some sort of disease and he would always take the day off work or school to look after her and tell her tales of fantastic animals vile beasts and curios creatures and he wouldn't leave her until her illness had passed than he would leave to earn money that he would one day spend to cure her of her chronic illnesses that plagued her, He loved her and she loved him.

And then one day, there was a storm it's howling rage ripped electric poles from the ground and raised the rivers until mountains was isolated from the rest of the world; Some saw this as a time to rebuild other saw this as an opportunity to loot and unfortunately for the young man he was on the wrong side of the wrong sort of people. As soon as the rivers where calm enough he swim across the young man swam across the softly raging currents to see his love again and to make sure she was safe from the storm, As he raced up the winding hill that was her driveway the mud and rock of the road repeatedly tripping him he finally reached the top to find her front door broken inward. Panicked he ran in to find her, only to be met by the hard end of a bat from one of the looters.

The young man awoke to screaming dazed he quickly found himself gagged and held by one of the looters watching them one at a time violate his love her screams of pain tearing at the his heart and sanity as he tried to break free of the looters grasp to save his love the screams would rip at his ear and tug on his soul as the looters just laughed and continued to rape her and as the young boy screamed in anger all that could be heard through his gag was muffled yelling. And then one of the looters said in his sickly cackling voice "This whore squeals like a pig when I put her on the roast, It's fucking hurting my ears, aww and her manly hero can't you see it's bothering him?, tell you what why don't we save my ears and his". Then grabbing a rusted razor from his pocket he slowly walked over to Lisa and forced open her mouth. He licked her tongue while looking at the young man and said while laughing to himself "This one's for you sunshine" and then slowly sliced her tongue off while laughing the slow sickly sound of rust slicing her tongue finally over and Lisa's sickly muffled scream drowned in blood sent the young man into a fury now strongly struggling against the other looter holding him down and screaming words muffled by the gag in his mouth his face now turning a shade of red the looter licked the severed tongue walked over to the boy and took of his gag " FUCK YOU FUCK YOU I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU, YOU FUCKING SHIT" the young man yelled in furious anger before the looter hastily stuffed the severed tongue of his love in his mouth and re-gagged him. While the young man vomited and gagged for air the looter walked over to the now slowly dying Lisa and kissed her on her blood stained lips and said "Now enjoy the show".

The looters laughed and returned to violating the now slowly dying girl when suddenly all the candles lighting the room went out, and the room now pitch black apart from the occasional lightning bolt lighting the room quickly before being re-claimed by the inky blackness once again became impenetrable to the looters eyes. And then a subtle laughter could be heard coming from where the young man was kneeling. "ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha" the soft laughter met by quick pattering on the wooden floor boards " ha-ha-ha, ha- ha I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU" A creature of the pure darkness leaped out of the shadows and ripped one of the looters throat out with his sharp canine like teeth before leaping back into the darkness. "ha-ha-ha" his soft laughter resonating from the darkness like the chittery laughter of a hyena. "WHERE ARE YOU!?" The looter with the rusted knife yelled in fear. "This one's for you sunshine" the voice replied softly.

The next morning the police arrived to check up on everybody after the storm had passed a routine check up on the local properties to make sure that everything was fine. The squad car pulled up on the dirt road outside the house and noticed the door was broken into the police officer nervous about the situation clutched his pistol without pulling it out of its holster and yelled "Sir or Madam please come out of the premise!" his demand was met with silence, the officer called for backup and drew his arm and slowly entered the house "What the fuck?!" he said before running outside to vomit. Another police officer had arrived "What is it? What's wrong?" the officer just shook his head and vomited on the ground. "For god's sake man" he walked into the building "holy mother of god" he grunted while staring at the naked flayed bodies of the looters nailed upside down in a reverse crucifix style with the insides torn out and arranged on the floor as a gory smiley face and on the wall behind them a blood red smiley face with the words "This one's for you sunshine" was carved on the wall below it.

An Official inquiry into the matters that took place the night of the event showed that both flayed victims were alive during all the events that had happened and had only died minutes before the squad care arrived on scene. and that the only living suspect of the events had fled into the forest with the assumed corpse of the girl leaving the rusted knife he used to flay the corpse and taking only the flayed face of the looter with him. To this day both the corpse of the girl and the suspect are believed to be in the forest. Recent witnesses claim that he wears the skin of his love as a coat and emerges from the forest only during storms and return to the house where the flayed bodies were found.