Mr. Doctor Man

Mr. Doctor Man

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*Credit to my friend evil_patrick_stump on Instagram for the cover* There sat an abandoned house. On the outside it was kept nice and tidy and the inside it looked like whoever was living there just packed up and left. Even the pictures still were placed upon the walls. Everything was either raided or sold. Evidence of a fire could be seen in the fireplace of the home, the coals were still warm. And in the coals, sat a black leather journal. It was almost burnt to a crisp but the inside was somewhat still intact. The pages looked to be torn an ripped, as if someone was trying to hide something, or better yet, destroy it. Now one question lingers, what was in the journal that someone was so desperate to destroy it?
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KillerVlogs uploaded a new video! Tape #00: Calling Creepy Numbers "A company? A friend? Simply someone to talk to. I've been... lonely as of late." The line went silent for a moment and before Killer could answer, the voice asked. "Are you perhaps... interested?" ---...--- KillerVlogs is currently LIVE! Now Streaming: Help Me "How long are you going to keep me here?" The camera positioned on uneven surface. A broken leg propped on one of the small chairs and beyond that, an easel was positioned along with a canvas effectively blocking the figure currently painting the holder of the device. The soft light of the morning from the windows betrayed the air of discomfort. The comments of the live stream pour like heavy rain. 'GET OUT!' 'RUN!' 'Is this true, like no ARG shit? Somebody call the cops!' The figure behind the canvas paused from dabbing the brush delicately on the image. Killer just know that his host was sporting a sweet smile as he said: "As long as it takes." ---...--- WARNING: This story will have dark tones and not at all, a completely healthy depiction of romance. I don't condone such behaviors in real life but for the sake of telling a story, this will be the point of view of the characters. In no way do I support the later warnings so proceed with caution.

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