Jonathan IV was a very wealthy man, very kind and handsome. Every man in town wanted to be him. But some people wondered what happened behind closed doors, poor Samantha saw it and ended her own life after that.
There was a knock on the door, on the other side, there was a mob of people. "Jonathan! We know you're in there!" Sir Nigel shouted, the started to try and break the door down. Jonathan wasn't scared though, he was in his attic and climbing on top of the roof. One of the mob people, Samantha's husband, Shawn, pointed up at the roof and shouted "There he is! There is the warlock!" People were screaming and shouting phrases like:
Get down here, Coward!
Burn it down!
You will pay you foul beast!
Jonathan starred in disgust, "You all are disgusting..." he mumbled before looking down at them and screaming "ENOUGH! I've had enough of all of you!" He pulled out a book. "It's black magic!" A random woman from the mob shouted, "Hurry! Get him!" But it was too late, Jonathan was already reading a certain page for a certain curse. "The Omunye Colituca, May your life never be the same!" Everyone was confused, what did it mean? "You will all burn in the fiery pits of hell!" He hissed before accidentally slipping and falling off of the roof onto the mob. "Oh Jonathan, you will burn in hell." He grabbed Jonathan and handcuffed him, while the others grabbed his bag.
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"Jonathan IV, you may choose how you die, from hanging or the guillotine." Jonathan snarled, "I'd rather kill myself!" He spat on the ground. "The guillotine it is!" Shouted Sir Nigel. "Any last words, Jonathan?"
"You will all see! When I die, you will all die horrible deaths!" He growled! The guillotine's blade soon went down, straight for Jonathan's head.
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Vineyard Mental Asylum
HorrorDark clouds filled the sky, rain poured down.... The VY business just got done with there new mental asylum that was constructed over a hospital that was abandoned because of how bad there treatment was, but the city had only one hospital which was...
