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Journal d'un persécuté

Journal d'un persécuté

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Fiction
Mystery
Le personnage principal s'évade d'un hôpital psychiatrique. Il n'a aucun souvenir de sa vie avant son arrivé dans cet enfer blanc, il ne sait même pas pourquoi il était là-bas. Il sait juste qu'il va devoir s'enfuir loin pour ne pas ce faire attraper par la police et qu'un mystérieux tueur en série est à ses trousses. Il va devoir lutter chaque jour pour survivre. Va t'il y arriver? Va t'il découvrir l'identité de son mystérieux ange de la mort? Et va t'il retrouver la mémoire? A vous de le découvrir en lisant ce livre jusqu'à la fin!
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You kept your head down, staring a your brown boots. You slightly tilted your head towards the sound of shoes coming towards you. By the way they sounded as they hit the street, you assumed whoever was nearing you was wearing dress shoes. Probably some rich man who felt sorry for the little girl alone on the dark cold streets. You kept your eyes down. The sound stopped, you could see the black dress shoes in your view. They were an inch or two away from your boots. Your eyes trailed passed the shoes, up black trousers, to a black tailcoat and grey vest, then finally to a face. A handsome male looked down at you. "You have incredible skills with those swords you carry around on your back. I'd like to offer you a position. Room and board would be included. No experience necessary." He leaned closer to your ear and whispered, "I'll teach you everything you need to know." }{ You were a normal everyday teenager, killer, but then a fancy annoying man found you and offered you a job working for the Queen's Watchdog. Then you were a normal maid, who killed any unwanted visitors, until an old partner visited you and offered a job you couldn't resist taking. The job is simple, kill Ciel Phantomhive. (yes I realize that's a cliché fanfiction move) }{ I do not own Black Butler or any of the Black Butler characters, only the ones I create. (Lizzy as Ciel fiance does not exist in this story, don't want the whole drama of an engaged "man" loving another "woman")

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