The Trapper

The Trapper

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Content Warning: This is Splatterpunk. Strong language, intense violence, suggestive themes, and vile descriptions of gore. I believe that artworks/media of any medium shouldn't be censored, so my horror has no holes barred. Please read at your own risk. It is 1968 in Roswell, New Mexico, and Pierre Fangen is a broken man, mourning the loss of his wife and daughter. The corrupt system of justice failed him, with those still responsible free without consequence. However, the Trapper arrives to corner those in a prison sentence they can't escape from... and in a brutal fashion. **Any and all possible connections to any real people, communities, or events are entirely coincidental.** Achievements: #122/376 in trapper #551 in scarystories #72/147 in splatterpunk #242/1.47k in saw
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Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! Please don't! No, don't do it please! No, please, I am begging! Not again please. They didn't listen. They didn't. They kept on doing it over, over and over again. They were like a blood-curdling spoilt alarm clock signal repeating itself endlessly. There was actually no end. My tired baggy eyes slowly fluttered open. Everywhere was moving in a gradual wobbly pace. I felt dizzy. My head was banging and banging relentlessly like a popcorn machine. Nauseating flashes of familiar faces covered up in grisly blood popped up in my terrified mind. I immediately gagged as a result. My stomach churned as the flashes slowly became more vivid. "Oh, you're awake? That good for you" A deep, yet falsely gentle, voice pierced through my turmoil. "Care for another round?' he said giving me a sinister smirk. "No please. I can't take it anymore! Just kill me please!" I said while wet flow of tears ran through my cheeks. Warning : This book may contain suicidal thoughts, torture scenes, trauma, gore, bloody scenes and lots of deaths.

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