Mayla's P.O.V
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Present Day: 2016, June 6th
DON'T EVER GO OUTSIDE after 9 pm. Why may you ask? Because the bloody men will kill you if you do.
No they aren't some paranormal creature like a werewolf or vampire. They are humans just like us, but they have more power than us lowly citizens. They rule this town after all, and can get by for anything. Including murder. I would know because I've lived to hear the stories.
They came here in 1897, and you could say they are the founders of Maitlon. Weird name, I know. I've heard all about it.
No one comes here at all, we have no terrorists, it's just the same old people in the same old town. It's been 6 years since someone knew came here but they were clueless of the horrors that became of going outside after curfew. The person died four days later.
Although no one travels here, there are many that pack their bags and move out.
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"Dead body found by the riverside at 6 a.m studies shown tha-"
Sighing, I change the channel from the news to some Disney. Nothing new.
I live in a small 3 bedroom house, although only 1/3 of the bedrooms are occupied. My room.
My father is dead, I never knew my mother. She just left me in my father's hands after giving birth to me. And my brother left me here to rot, leaving with his girlfriend at the time. The only thing keeping me here is my father. His family is here, and his grave. And how could I leave my memories behind? I've had the best moments here. I'm 21 years old, and I don't think I'm leaving anytime soon.
I have a decent job at the flower shop down my street and it gives me good pay. You might think, how are you keeping a roof over your head working at a flower shop, don't you hardly have customers?
Hellooo, did you forget people die nonstop here? The death rate is 46%. That was only the dumb people though, there still is about 2,000 people in this town and people are making babies left and right, if your wondering how many people there are that is.
Okay I'm getting so off topic. Where was I?
It's only 6 p.m so I have 3 hours left before lights out. Grabbing my mask I quickly head out, still in my basketball black shorts and kiss tshirt.
I forgot to mention about the masks we have to wear. We have to wear them for some crazy reason or we get in big trouble. None of the masks are the same, and kind of explain your personality. Mine is a bunny mask with a huge bloody scratch across the left eye and is really badly cracked. It was my dad's mask, before he died and he gave it to me. The bloody men wear red devil masks, every one with a different expression.
I grab my rusty grey bike and head towards the grocery store. There's nothing in the fridge and I feel not as lazy as I usually do. Usually I order a pizza from Jock's Pizza or Grams makes me food at her house. Grams is my dad's mom and she's makes the best carrot cake. Finally I make it to K-Mart. 7:02 p.m. 2 hours, I only have about 1 hour and a half to spare. I kind of caught sight of a kitten and I couldn't help but cuddle it for around a while. Awhile more like a hour.
Finding a empty cart I start out my adventure.
Too caught up in what to make for dinner I nearly forgot about the time. Nearly.
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The alarm blares, the warning sound that we have 5 minutes before 9 p.m. Hell hour. Shit. I paddle my bike even faster being careful none of my groceries fell out. I couldn't help but admire the chocolate cake that I found at this deli I was passing. I get distracted so easily. Fuck. Checking my watch I almost piss myself. 30 seconds before lights out. Looking up from my watch I see the view of my house and drop my bike right at the side of the road and grab my groceries, sprinting to the familiar building just about to be at the steps when everything goes darks.
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I turn on my flashlight on my phone and slowly start walking to the blue framed door in front of me. Slowly, don't be too loud. Unlocking my door I burst into my house slamming the door behind me. I drop my groceries, still wearing my mask and head torwards my room. I don't care if they heard the door slam, I know they already knew I was awake. There are cameras everywhere. I wait for the knock on my door.
Waiting.
The agonizing silence.
*Knock* *Knock*
"Open up." A masculine voice says through the wood.
I swear under my breath and hold my head high. I'll see you soon dad.
Opening the door enough for the devil outside to see my living room.
"Hi." I say, my eyes eyeing him up in down. Red suit, jet black messy hair, and the devil mask, the expression is... what is the expression? It looks as though he's smiling but then frowning at the same time- oh, oh no.
"Hello, Mayla." He says.
"Jack."
There are ways to become one of the bloody men. Rarely though. And it so happens that this guy is not only the leader of them all but my used to be boyfriend. He was the one that killed my father, and how do you become one of the bloody men? You have to kill who you hold dearest to your heart's loved one. Sick, I know.
"You gonna kill me Jacky baby?" I say, my voice stone cold.
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So I know I said that I wouldn't start this until I finish my other stories but I couldn't help myself. 💗
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FantasyMayla was broken. Stuck in the town she called 'home' but it's anything but. The only thing keeping her there is her father's grave. She swore to keep away from the bloody men. Never past curfew, always be in bed before lights out. Putting in earplu...
