The Killing

The Killing

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“If you listen close you can hear him cry Oh, Lord, Heaven knows we belong way down below (Sing it) Oh, Lord, Heaven knows we belong way down below Way down below, way down below” The Pretty Reckless - Heaven Knows ~~ Decades. The same town. Decades. He struck every Christmas. He struck every year. He struck with precision. He struck with grace. If he was good for anything, he made sure that the people of the small town of Rayne, California made sure to lock their doors and windows on Christmas. He made sure that fathers took extra caution to protect their daughters. Husbands knew to make sure that their wives were home before dark. He made sure that every little girl was taught to defend themselves. That all men made sure that their wives carried some form of self-defence on them at all times. Everyone knew Christmas wasn't safe after dark. That even during the day it was risky. You went to church, visited your family, then went back home until dark and prayed to God that your wife and daughter would be there in the morning when you wake up. No one knew why he did it. Why he picked Christmas. Or even who he was. The only way, that people knew that he was the same person every year, was the signature cross carved with a serrated knife down the chest of every victim. No one knew... And then there was Gwen.
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( discontinued to be rewritten ) Huntingtown was panicking; no one knew where the sirens were coming from. There was no electricity, and there was no way for the storm Sirens to be sounding, yet they were. The entire Town was awake; everyone had a weapon. They had grabbed guns, knives, swords, and bats if they could be wielded and used for self-defense; Renee aimed her rifle at the trees, looking desperately for an explanation. Why would a siren sound? They only sounded when they were in Danger, so where was the Danger? When the predators revealed themselves, that was where the siren noise was coming from. Renee could feel her heart jump into her throat. Her face went pale; they were here. They had found the Town. Terror and panic soon swept Huntingtown; everyone knew what those monsters could do. After all, they did conquer the planet and impose the "choosing." Huntingtown was created hoping that its isolation in a cold climate would keep the Predators away, but it didn't. A voice came over those speakers. A male voice Gruff and laced with a growl. It was almost as if whoever was speaking was annoyed and angry. "Although I have enjoyed seeing your little Town outmaneuver many hunters. I am afraid this is where your little games end. However, I will give you a chance to keep your freedom. A hunt. You will be red by your best hunter, Renee Madison." Renee felt her blood go cold as she stared wide-eyed at the ship. She was unknowingly dropping her gun at the news. " she will be your leader; she will be my prize. You have a time advantage. Go!" The ship took off, looking for a place to land, all while the news sank into the Town's residence. Renee had known she had fucked up when she fired at one of those predators and hit him. She had proven herself worthy of the hunt. Now she has to face the consequences, not only her but her entire Town had to. Renee had to win this hunt; the fate of her Town depended on it.

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