Expermiments Stories

Rehab for A Psycho. Why would I need rehab? <<~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~>> My eyes widened in alarm as time slowed down. I did an immediate split, dropping to the ground within a spilt second. I quickly jumped back on my feet as the bullet flew above my head. My hair was in a mess as it covered my whole face. I looked up from the curtains of purple hair, framing my face. "You psychos! Are you trying to kill me?" I felt a giggle bubble up inside of me. I slowly let it out, allowing my face to stretch out into a toothy smile. <<~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~>> Read "Rehab for A Psycho" to find out more.

There has been a rumor about strange people in white lab coats coming into random houses, leaving with a young babies along with carries the short bloody knives dripping down behind them. No one dared to call the polices or anything in particular because of fears. Have you ever experience a fear, the strong fear that cause your body unable to moves? That what people felt like when they see them. Only once have one person called the police on them, but later following day, that person was found to be dead. The traces of babies and the men disappeared, covered with nothing. What is the meaning of this? Would one day someone will stop this madness? Would that person be teaming up with the men, or against them? One choice can change the fate. One choice can change the world. One choice can change the families around the planet. This is Different Blood. Book cover made by none other than Bookcoverchick!