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SHADOW ( 1 )

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the muscles in the "femur" region (thigh area) and "brachium" (upper arm) have been surgically excised... identical across all three bodies. To transform pain into a narcotic thrill and execute such precision-this is no ordinary killer. It's the first time I've witnessed a murder this flawless, leaving not a single trace. A brutally meticulous, diabolical act, orchestrated with terrifying planning... We're dealing with a genius psychopath... or something else entirely. -BenjaminAll Rights Reserved

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Dementophobia || Sanders Sides by Paranoia_Rising

//Sanders Sides human au. Ships: prinxiety, intrulogical, moceit\\ Dementophobia; the fear of being insane or crazy. Virgil had thought of that word a lot, simply because he saw it all around him. Everyone was afraid of letting the dark inside them out. Everyone but himself, that is. As a serial killer, letting the darkness in him take control was one of his favorite things to do. Why push down the darkness when you can embrace it? He had accepted the fact that no one thinks like him, at least not in his city, but then one day he notices something, or better put, someone, who doesn't seem to have dementophobia either. Quite the interesting turn of events, don't you agree? Note: this story is going to contain triggers like gore, murder, weapons, death, stalking, and other things like that, so please don't read if that triggers you. //The Sides belong to Thomas Sanders, I only own the plot and any other characters I decided to stick in.\\

A Dream Come True by WatermelonWhale20

What the hell was going on? All logical thought swept from your brain. How could this be? This man could not be standing in front of you. No you're dreaming. You must be. You fell asleep at work and you're dreaming. Okay. Okay. You just need to wake yourself up. Yeah that's it. You tried pinching yourself but you couldn't move your hands out of the tight grip. The only unrestrained part of your body were your legs. You violently landed a kick to your left shin. "FUCKING SHIT!!" Was that supposed to hurt that much in a dream?

Experiment 001 by Stayy_leeknowswife

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Terrifying Nightmares 😨😨😨 by xiaoqi7994

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The Boss Is Dead by sadhvipharasi

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Release Me by anna_rose01

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Fragile..? by Queen-Of-Weird

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Amid the Embers by Lucid_Dreams29

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Dementophobia || Sanders Sides

//Sanders Sides human au. Ships: prinxiety, intrulogical, moceit\\ Dementophobia; the fear of being insane or crazy. Virgil had thought of that word a lot, simply because he saw it all around him. Everyone was afraid of letting the dark inside them out. Everyone but himself, that is. As a serial killer, letting the darkness in him take control was one of his favorite things to do. Why push down the darkness when you can embrace it? He had accepted the fact that no one thinks like him, at least not in his city, but then one day he notices something, or better put, someone, who doesn't seem to have dementophobia either. Quite the interesting turn of events, don't you agree? Note: this story is going to contain triggers like gore, murder, weapons, death, stalking, and other things like that, so please don't read if that triggers you. //The Sides belong to Thomas Sanders, I only own the plot and any other characters I decided to stick in.\\