•Name: Delane Lanski
•Age: 20
•Description of victim: Blonde, 5'2, fresh into college
Delane opened her eyes slowly, the light stinging against them. She looked around the room she was in. Her focus slowly growing better she noticed her surroundings. There were none, besides a thick wooden board leaned against the wall.
She tried to move her hands to rub her eyes, but found them bound together behind her.
"Hello!" So croaked "Is someone there! Hello, where the hell am I?" She screamed
The door handle turned slowly. In walked a man, he appeared to not be many years older than herself. In his hand was a solid black bag. He dropped it to the ground, and closed the door behind him.
"Um, excuse me, but who the fuck are you?" She snapped at the man.
The man turned to Delane, a smile against his face. He leaned down, and brought a small crow bar from out of it. Rising up he spoke to her.
"Mrs. Lanski, my name..is Reed. You are my guest today to try out my new treatments. You should feel very honered." He told her
She began to anxiously rock back and forth on the ground she sat.
"Treatments..what? What do you mean, treatments?" She begged
"All will be told, once you are prepared for the night." Reed told her.
With that he raised the crow bar in the air, bringing it down onto Delane's head. She was knocked out cold.
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It Has To Be This Way
HorrorA horrid tell of a man named Reed Charles; who isn't like you and me. He has no empathy. No sorrow. Just one goal in mind. To make others suffer at the hands of his vile tortures ways. Read with us now as we are told the stories behind 4 of his terr...
