*= the chapter will be updated eventually
The remnants of what used to be
a last resort to preserve his memory.
You know he wished to live forever,
you know you won't escape, you'll never.
My evil needs your flesh and bone.
~| Let me peak inside your mind|~
Won't you play my game of deceit and lies?
~| Trust me, you'll have so much fun|~
Broken apart into cryptic hidden shards.
~| Put me back together again|~
Don't be sorry,
I won't be sorry,
No mercy, no forgiveness
WHEN YOU'RE GONE THERE'LL BE NO WITNESSES
Oh no, did I frighten you? No, please, sometimes I can't help my indecency.
~| I'm really not that bad, won't you lend me your hand. Hoped we could be best friends until the very end.|~
I'm in my penitentiary for a long history that's nature is to repeat, and I'm the key. WHy can't you understand, there's no other way out
SO LET ME TAKE CONTROL
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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