Sweet Dreams
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"You know you want to do it" He whispered on my ear and I feel all my body shaken of nervousness "Come on Annabeth, do it"
I look at him at the eyes and then at the men that is seating I front of me on a chair. He has bruises all over his body, his eyes bloodshot, his forehead was slightly open and blood was dropping all over his face.
"Annabeth" I feel him behind me and his hands travel from my waist to my arms "End this, and I promise you that everything will be fine"
I stare at the men's eyes and I could see that he was begging me for mercy with his eyes. I look Bach at guy behind me and the one that I have in-front of me. The one that is on my back now has his hands on mine, we're I am holding *it*.
"Now Annabeth, you are making me lose my patience" I quickly lift my arms pointing the gun at the men's head shooting him right between his eyes. His body fells of the chair and his blood start traveling to were we where. I look back at his death body feeling a joy in mine.
"I will make your sweets dreams truth Annabeth..."
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Katherina is a psychiatrist that works in a mental institute in which they have the most dangerous serial killers there. In thin institution lives this 15 year old girl which is called Annabeth, she was diagnosed with Antisocial Personality Disorder, or as more people know it, she was a sociopath. She was a suspect from committing around 5 of the worst massacres. Katherine goes to study her and find a little more about her. The more they get closer to each other the more Katherina starts to feel pity for Annabeth, until a mysterious name come to light.
Alexei.
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