The Game Of His Inner Demons
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  • Reads 634
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  • Parts 17
  • Time 48m
Ongoing, First published Oct 07, 2016
This serial killer is hard to catch, many have tried. A young boy (who dabbles in magic performances)catches the attention of said killer. After witnessing the murder of his friend, Arius doesn't tell anyone what happened and the killer catches up with him. They play a game with his family's life as a gamble. Who will win? And who is the mysterious detective tracking the Dice killer?
  
  
  The man in the black clothes held the little girl in his arms, a knife to her small pale throat. She wasn't moving, she had passed out during all of the commotion. The commotion being what used to be their father laying on the floor, with a pool of blood forming under its slump carved up corpse. He now resembled more like shredded paper than humans. His mom was propped up against the wall , her hands and feat tied, her leg was bleeding from being stabbed in the leg, maybe to keep her from getting up. The man, the six year old girl, the mom both with red hair and the cuase of this commotion, the 15 year old boy with short brown hair. The boy was tied to the chair and had no way to stop anything from happening. All he could do was glare, shout insults and pray he wouldn't do anything to his sister and mom. It was all his fualt he thought to himself, if only he told the cops of what he saw instead of waiting. Then-then this wouldn't have happend. The serial killer looked up at the boy and smiled an evil grin.
  
  "I love that look in your eyes" he chuckled , Then clapped his hands together cheerfully "Oh ive just thought of a wonderful game" he started laughing uncontrollably. He walked to the boy this time with a serious voice he said.
  
  "You seen what I've done... If you win ill never come after your family again if you loose you come with me and if you ever try to run away, Ill hang (whats left) your families life above your head, literally one every time you mess up, Are you willing to play?"
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