Haunted by Screams (Jeff the Killer)
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Dernière publication mar., févr. 12, 2019
Fear is us, as much as we are it.
Fear gives us life, but it also takes it away.
Growing up with only one parent may be a struggle. Trying to live your life normally when a notorious serial killer is after your life - well that's another challenge, especially if your name is Nora. As people begin to go missing only to be found hours later viscously murdered in her hometown with a strange sentence carved into their flesh, someone who wants nothing more than to exterminate them all has arrived at their town's front gate.
"You're mine to play with, and mine to torment. When I'm done with you I'll easily get a new toy to play with if necessary. But for the moment you're my toy.
So let's play, shall we?"
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Note: I will edit this story once it's done, until then I apologize for every possible plot-hole, chapter(s) not making sense and grammar mistakes etc.
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