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Chapter One: Blood
A Chapter by
The old me
Waiting for a bloody exhale Chapter one… I feel the coldness of the hard cement floor against my tough slightly bruised cheek of my face. The..
Chapter Two: Needles
A Chapter by
The old me
Chapter Two I wake up in a pool of my own blood. Still in same damn place, I guess it wasn’t a dream, damn. How wet I feel lying in the blood. ..
The Darkness Surrounding Us
A Book by
The old me
The world has gone to s**t..
Chapter One: Death
A Chapter by
The old me
I’m dead. Simply put I was killed when the world went to s**t. The end of the world started off slowly. A couple of diseases spread and killed a..
Chapter Two: Ghouls
A Chapter by
The old me
Chapter Two: Ghouls The other thing we discovered in the case was a fingerprint. We checked it into the system and found out it belonged to John Duen..
Chapter Three: Ghost
A Chapter by
The old me
Chapter Three: Ghosts The bodies were later found in the back of the alley. John’s body was ripped opened. And the other body that we found out..
Chapter Four: Asylum
A Chapter by
The old me
Chapter Four: Asylum I arrive at the Brookfield Mental asylum. I plan to somehow show that little Roger was cured. I would first tell him that every..
Chapter Five: Lilly
A Chapter by
The old me
“Daddy, are monsters real?” “No, honey.” I lie. I lie to protect the innocence of my little girl. I couldn’t ever let ..
Chapter Six: The Beast Inside
A Chapter by
The old me
Most of the guests were leaving the party. It’s about 8:30 pm. I have plenty of time to get Lilly home where Michelle will watch her till I get ..
Chapter Seven: Trouble
A Chapter by
The old me
Chapter Seven: Trouble It really does suck to be on the other side of a jail cell. I’m fucked. I was caught with the murder weapon, and the bod..
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