The Judas Kiss II Straykids

Eight boys walk into a nightmare. The killer is hunting them. The mystery is trapping them. But the real danger isn't the monster hiding in the shadows... it's the boy sleeping next to them.

When the world turns upside down, survival requires a sacrifice. Will they unravel the killer's web, or will they get tangled in their own unexpected desires and fatal betrayals?

As the mystery deepens and the bodies multiply, paranoia becomes oxygen. Trust becomes suicide. And the eight of them begin to fracture, turning on each other, hiding secrets, making choices that can't be unmade.

Because in a game designed by a psychopath, survival isn't about solving the mystery.

It's about how much of yourself you're willing to destroy to see the end.

Some doors, once opened, can never be closed.

This isn't a story about good versus evil.
This is about what happens when the line between them disappears entirely.

*This whole story is fictional. the characters in this fic has nothing to do with the people in real life. *