(This is my first attempt at a horror story)
In Dallas, Texas a vicious serial killer was on the loose the police only have one quote from him,
“I was born with the devil in me. I could not help the fact that I was a murderer, no more than the poet can help the inspiration to sing..I was born with the evil one standing as my sponsor beside the bed where I was ushered into the world, and he has been with me since.”
The Dallas Police have told reporters that the killer looks like 17 year old, caucasian male, 6 foot, average build and his murder weapon are car keys, pens or pencils.
They describe that with the keys he jabs the key in the victims eye, which blinds them, then he goes for the jugular vein the victim would die within minutes. With the pen or pencil, all they say is he talks calmly with you then stabs you in the head and walks away, but he's always wearing gloves.
Three nights ago, the police answered a call and the caller whispered,
"Dead...all of them...dead. Please he-
Emmy's life is going just as she'd planned: She's living in her own apartment, dancing every day and is just leaps away from being named her company's next Prima ballerina. And she's only 17. But all of Emmy's plans come to a screeching halt when the FBI shows up at her door to let her know that she's being stalked by a serial killer. Suddenly, the safe, insulated world she created for herself is riddled with violence, fear...and a growing pile of dead bodies. At first Emmy wants nothing more than to forget her chilling new reality - but her admirer isn't finished with her yet, and before she knows it, Emmy's stuck in a nightmare she can't dance her way out of.
Content and/or trigger warning: This story contains detailed scenes of murder, rape, torture, sex and stalking, which may be triggering for some readers.
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