The Devil In High Heels
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Red lips, perfect teeth. Satin dress, knife between her teeth. She walks with her head held high, bodies at her feet. And somewhere in the warehouse, victim number seven screams.
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"Oh Y/N~" he said as he walked past the table I was hiding under. My tears were falling on the ground as I sat next to my brutally murdered friend, one of my hands covering my mouth to prevent me from screaming or throwing up. "I know you're here, sweetheart~" he continued. I squeezed my eyes shut, but opened them again after some time. I looked right into his empty eye sockets. "Gotcha." Before I even could scream, everything went black.
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