Clay's fingers are slick with a thick dark liquid and his gun is missing from its holster. "George." He whispers, knife falling to the ground. "Get away from me." George sobs as he presses his back against the wall. "I'm sorry." Clay says softly, and grips George's collar with a white knuckled grip. ----------- NOT MY...
Dreamer is one of the smartest and most intense killers. No one could ever live up to his name. Police would get close, then the trail would go cold. Dreamer gathers a varied group of 20 victims per month, they get killed in various ways. Dream realized how enjoyable it was. He decided to create an underground facilit...
❝ Dream stood in front of the houses with wide eyes, his brother staring as well. It seems they had both forgotten this place, their parents having made this part of California a place they wanted to forget. But with wanting to forget what was bad, he supposes all the good departed went with it. Dream suddenly realize...