My Insane Homicidal stalker

chapter one-The Phantom Player

CHAPTER 1- The Phantom Player

"who are you? what do you want from me? why me?" She whimpered out frantically out of her annoying mouth.

"What is with you people asking the same cliche questions and statements, who are you? why me? what do you want? please let me go,I wont tell,I have family and friends" I replied mocking her with a high pitch voice.

"So let me tell you this I don't care about about courtesy, or family, or promise's, but you are right about something your not gonna tell a soul for your going to die.As for who I am well i'm the phantom player,what I want from you is to shut your stupid mouth. Then there's that stupid why me?  why you, why you indeed you just happened to be a lucky or unlucky contestant in my games." i say annoyed since i already gave that speech 98 other times. 

        "Wh-what games?" she questioned 

" ugh I'll just skip to the main point choose a number between one and one-hundred if you get the right number i won't kill you to day but if you get it wrong well... Lets just say you won't like what comes next kay?" I exclaimed happy to finally get to the fun part.

"B-but you could just say I was wrong even if I was right." she cried out tears rolling down her cheeks, oh how i love it when i bring strong independent people to there knees beging and pleading for there lives. But she did have a point it would be no fun if she thought i was cheating then their would be no point after all it's fun seeing all hope disappear from their eyes. So i left the room to get pen and paper then came back and on the paper I wrote the number down.

        " Ok so now I have my number on paper so guess any number between one and one-hundred" oh i can feel my blood lust coming.so i really hope she chooses the wrong number.

she looks at me really panicked hoping to get the right number so I'll smile back at her weather it calms her down or not is another thing that I just don't care about.

"um fifteen?" she says with uncertainty

I stop smiling "Is that your finale answer? I ask

"Yes!" she says with more conviction.

"OK"  I go to her and untie her releasing her from all her restraints as she just stairs at me hope replacing fear she runs to the door looking back once to see if I fallow her once she realizes that i don't she runs out the door that's when i count to fifteen after all she did get the number wrong it was five.

        "1...2...3...4...5...6...7...8...9...10...11...12...13...14...15" I grab my favorite weapon write now witch happens to be a sniper rifle and walk to the roof of this abandoned where house, to bad i won't see the confusion and hope leave her eyes. first i shoot her foot then the other after that it's both her knee caps from there to her thigh pelvic area stomach hands wrist chest and head.Well that was fun now for the hard part after getting the body back i had to take off her close, burn them, clean the body more specifically the finger nails though before i did that i had to write "GAME OVER" on her stomach right above the belly button witch I ended up hitting with a bullet

i also end up having to slice the areas where the bullet holes were so the cops couldn't tell what type of bullet i used thus making hard to know what type of gun i used also i sliced the wounds  so they can't tell what type of knife was used. oh if wondering about the cops figuring out what gun i used i broke her bones. Now who to kill next.

YES WHO WILL THE 'PHANTOM PLAYER' KILL NEXT

EVEN I DON'T KNOW AND I'M WRITING THIS STORY

OH AND JUST SO YOU KNOW I DIDN'T HAVE HIM SAY HIS NAME ON PURPOSE

SO CONTINUE READING TO FIND OUT AND HOPE I DIDN'T SCARE YOU TO MUCH 

WELL MORE SPECIFICALLY I HOPE  PHANTOM PLAYER DIDN'T SCARE YOU TO MUCH