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[center [font "Palatino Linotype" [i It was once said that The only thing to fear is fear itself, but what about the times when Fear feels more tangible than a mere feeling? What if fear itself had its grip on your throat and reaching into your reality? When sleep feels more dangerous than a minefield? -[http://rp.eliteskills.com/u.php?u=59819 [i [font "Palatino Linotype" Synapse]]]-]]]
[center [font "Palatino Linotype" The moment you close your eyes, is the moment your whole world gets turned upside down. You are running though tunnels, and always looking over your shoulder. You don't know what's going to happen, until you awake. Your breathing is heavy, your heart is hammering inside of your chest, and you feel like you've lost apart of yourself. In a way you have. You didn't realize it, but when you were a child you signed a deal with a [i Sinister] being. He doesn't have a name, and he doesn't have a face. But every time you sleep he enters your mind as something you fear most. He's slowly taking over your body, and making your worst nightmares come true.]]
[center [font "Palatino Linotype" These four adults are trying their hardest to keep their night terror's at bay. They don't want their worst nightmares walking the streets, but they are slowly losing that fight. The [i Sinister] being has a hold on them, that it's so strong they can't help but fall asleep. Even if it's for a couple of hours, something happens. They are inside of their dreams, but they aren't themselves. They see something dark in the shadows, and they see something glittering in their hands. It's a knife, and they are killing those they care about in horrible ways. It doesn't matter how hard you try, you can't win. The only thing to do, is stay awake or figure out how to.]]
[center [font "Palatino Linotype" The month's have passed by without any accident. The four adults are slowly closing off to the world. They have to stay locked away, or they will do something they can't handle. Something dark is stirring under their skin, and they can feel it wanting to break free. As the days are getting longer, and winter is coming they decide to leave the city they are living in. They move into an abandoned house. A house with dark and sinister secrets. There was a lot of murder's behind these closed doors, and the four are slowly learning about each one. As they split up and start looking around, is when they see things. Things they aren't supposed to see in the first place.]]
[center [font "Palatino Linotype" It's like a huge mystery is starting to unfold. The [i Sinister] being is showing up more and more to them, even when they are awake. He's wanting them to let their dark sides out, and he wants them to kill those they care about. Even if it means killing off each other, he won't stop till everyone is dead. Once they are dead, is when he'll start over again. What'll happen when they start seeing the dead people inside of the house? Will they be able to break the curse they are under? Or will they end up losing their own lives? You'll never know unless you join, [b Fear The Darkness].]]
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[center [b [font "Palatino Linotype" [u The cast of Fear The Darkness.]]]]
[center [font "Palatino Linotype" [u Maxim Brooks: Taken]]][center [pic https://i.imgur.com/Pl54L0w.jpg]]
[center [font "Palatino Linotype" [u Claudette Darth: Taken]]][center [pic https://i.imgur.com/HhrIFEw.jpg]]
[center [font "Palatino Linotype" [u Male Two: Taken]]][center [pic https://orig00.deviantart.net/7254/f/2017/355/e/c/77_by_burningsxn-dbxd2y1.jpg]]
[center [font "Palatino Linotype" [u Female Two: Taken]]]
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[center [b [font "Palatino Linotype" [u What I need from you.]]]]
[center [font "Palatino Linotype" I'm going to make this really simple. I would like you to fill out a little skeleton and private message me. When you do message me, make sure it's titled [b Killing Spree] so I know you read this, and the rules. Here's what I need inside of the Private Message.]]
[center [font "Palatino Linotype" Character Pictures *Don't fully link them* || Character Names || Character Ages || Job || Biography.]]
[center [font "Palatino Linotype" See, that's not too hard now is it? Just make sure you send everything I'm asking for, because I won't ask again. If I have to ask you twice, then I'll know you didn't read everything. Now onto the rules.]]
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[center [b [font "Palatino Linotype" [u The rules of Fear The Darkness.]]]]
[center [font "Palatino Linotype" [b [font "Palatino Linotype" First-]] The pictures will not be Anime, *Unless I decide to* or Emo or Scene based, Pictures. I would like them to be Normal, and nothing too out there either. I do and I will get picky, and if I don't like it, I will ask you to change them, if I do, I ask you this right here and now, [b [font "Palatino Linotype" [u DO NOT GET PISSED WITH ME!]]] I'm sorry, but I would like to have something that isn't overly used, or edited, and I don't like the Emo or Scene, or Anime pictures. So yes Real Pictures, will be used for this Role Play. No If's And's Or But's about it. If you don't like Real, go find a different Role Play, because this isn't one for you.]]
[center [font "Palatino Linotype" [b [font "Palatino Linotype" Second-]] Swearing, Killing, ECT is perfectly fine with me. This Rule here, might change and if it does I will change it. I don't mind if you use Fuck, Shit, Damn, Bitch, or anything else you can think of. This Role Play isn't child's play, so swear as much as you would like to. Just don't over do it, that's all I ask of you. Meaning don't swear in every line of your post, here and there is fine, but if you do it too much, is when it makes the Role Play dirty.]]
[center [font "Palatino Linotype" [b [font "Palatino Linotype" Third-]] This is going to be a [b [font "Palatino Linotype" [u MATURE]]] Role Play. Meaning here will be talk about, Blood, killing, and anything else you can think of. If you don't like Mature Topics, then this isn't the Role Play for you. I do like to have Mature Content inside of my Role Plays. I know that might sound mean of me, but I don't want this to be a Boring Role Play. Also you are more than welcome, to add in as much Drama, and plot Twists as you wish. I'm all game for that. Just if it's going to be Supernatural, inside of it, there will not, and I [b [font "Palatino Linotype" [u REPEAT]] will not, be anything like Twilight, they will be the real Supernatural beings.]]
[center [font "Palatino Linotype" [b [font "Palatino Linotype" Fourth-]] I love love love, to have Detail inside of my Role Play's. So this is going to be a Literate meaning 700+ Words, yes I said [b [font "Palatino Linotype" [u WORDS]], not Characters. If it's anything less than 1,000 Characters a post, it kills off a Role Play, and I really hate that. So if you can't post over 2,500 Characters a post, I'm sorry, but I will have to deny you into this Role Play. I want [b [font "Palatino Linotype" [u DETAIL]], and I want LONG posts. I'm a writer, so you can see where I'm coming from right? I do understand writers block, so about 500 WORDS a post, will be fine with me.]]
[center [font "Palatino Linotype" [b [font "Palatino Linotype" Fifth-]] As for posting, I do have a job, so my posting will be slow. I'm not meaning I'll take 10 Days to post. I mean, I'll take two to three days at a time. I would like to have a post at least a couple times a day, when I am online. I do have day's off, and I do have times when I would like to write. So the time I will allow you to post, is at least 10 Days, if I'm Role Playing with someone I know, they get longer, because I know I will get a post, and they know they will get one from me. The biggest thing I hate the most, is that people bug me to post, I'll post when I feel like. [b [font "Palatino Linotype" [u SO DO NOT BUG ME]]] And I will not bug you.]]
[center [font "Palatino Linotype" [b [font "Palatino Linotype" Sixth-]] If you get tired of The Role Play, you are more than welcome to send me a PM explaining, that you got bored with it. If you aren't feeling it, like you thought you did, you are more than welcome to tell me. I won't hate you for ditching, I'm just asking to tell me, before we get too far into the story line. If you steal any of my ideas, is when I will hunt you down, and make your life hell. All of the plots, I do myself, and I would love it, if you didn't steal any of my work.]]
[center [font "Palatino Linotype" [b [font "Palatino Linotype" Seventh-]] When asking to join this Role Play, I would like you to send me a PM titled [i Injected with venom] along with the Skeleton above. If I don't have what I need, I will kindly ask you Twice, to give me what I need. If I have to ask you a third time, I'm sorry but I will have to tell you no. I hate it when people don't give me what I ask for, and I bet you do as well. So please follow this rule, and I would love you forever! I promise writing with me, would be so much better if I didn't have to keep asking you to send me, all that I need.]]
[center [font "Palatino Linotype" [b [font "Palatino Linotype" Eighth-]] This Role Play you are more than welcome to play one male and one female. If you can't handle that, that's fine with me. I know there are some really good writers out there, so please, please, please apply for this! It'll be worth it I promise you! This rule will also change with every Role Play I do. So make sure to read everything through.]]
[center [font "Palatino Linotype" [b [font "Palatino Linotype" Ninth-]] I will ask you this [b [font "Palatino Linotype" [u ONCE]]] and [b [font "Palatino Linotype" [u ONCE]]] only. No OOC posts inside of the Role Play. We use the chat box or PM's. If you would rather I make a thread where we talk about this Role Play, let me know I will gladly make one. But [b [font "Palatino Linotype" [u DO NOT POST OOC'S IN THE THREAD]]]!]]
[center [font "Palatino Linotype" [b [font "Palatino Linotype" Tenth-]] Most of my Role Plays, are Heterosexual, meaning Straight Couples, unless I state otherwise. If your wanting a Homosexual Role Play, you can ask me to change it up, before I get alot of people into it, because I most likely will. If it's when it's first starting out, I will not change it. I busted my ass off on this, and I'm not gonna make someone take out a Character, they want to keep. If you don't like it, you can screw off. I know that's mean, but I'm tired of changing my Plots around, when people have already asked to join it.]]
[center [font "Palatino Linotype" [b [font "Palatino Linotype" Eleventh-]] [b [font "Palatino Linotype" [u DO NOT STEAL THIS PLOT IDEA! IT IS OF MY OWN DOING. IF I SEE ANYONE STEALING THIS PLOT WITHOUT ASKING ME I WILL HUNT YOU DOWN AND MAKE YOUR LIFE A LIVING HELL.]]] I have busted my ass on this Role Play for months. If you like the idea of it, I [b [font "Palatino Linotype" [u MIGHT]]] let you use it, as long as you [b [font "Palatino Linotype" [u GIVE ME THE CREDIT FOR IT!]]] This is my idea, and mine alone. Got it? Good. Keep your grubby hands off.]]
[center [font "Palatino Linotype" [b [font "Palatino Linotype" Twelfth-]] [b [font "Palatino Linotype" [u NO GARY SUE'S OR MARY SUE CHARACTERS!]]] This isn't the kind of Role Play for those characters. This Role Play is mature to an extent, and if you do a Gary Sue, or Mary Sue your character will be killed off right away, and you will be taken out of this role play. I will not stand for those kind of characters. This role play isn't the one for you if you want to make it all about your character.]]
[center [font "Palatino Linotype" [b [font "Palatino Linotype" Thirteenth-]] Now onto my favorite Rule of all time. I want this to be a fun Role Play, I don't want people God Modding in other Characters, and I won't god mod yours, unless I ask if it's okay. To top that off, I would just like to give you two simple words, Have Fun! Thanks for Joining ^^]]
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The mirror was so familiar. A thick intricate silver edging, a slight crack in the top left corner. It was her bedroom. Not the one that she slept in now, but the one with pink walls and glittery lights. It was the home she had spent the first few years of her life in as a child and also, the one that she had run from, clutching her mother's hand that winter morning.
A noise behind her took her from her nostalgia. Brooklyn spun, her glossy chestnut hair swaying around her shoulders, her chocolate eyes wide. Stood opposite her was her father, a man she had not seen in eighteen years. He had not aged a day and was wearing the same soft tan material trousers and open white shirt she remembered. The sight of him caused a collision of emotions. How she wanted to run to him, to throw her arms around him like a frightened child and tell him how she had missed him more than life, but another part of her, a dark part that leaked its evil into her veins and turned her hands to crimson red, wanted to dive her hands into his chest and rip out his beating heart. That dark part wanted to hit him, over and over again to make him feel the pain that her mother had felt. She wanted to make him bleed and the thought of it sent electric chills up her back.
[b "Daddy." ] She said, her voice trembling with feelings. The man - her father - opened his arms towards her, the same creased brown eyes softening as he smiled. Brooklyn let out a soft snuffle and ran towards him. She threw her own arms, so light in comparison to his tanned skin, around his torso and buried her face in his chest. She could feel the searing tears spilling down her face, the years of pain and loss too much for her. Brooklyn's eyes fluttered closed.
Her father was abruptly pulling away from her and as Brooklyn opened her eyes she saw the cold metallic knife in her hand, shining like the stars.
[i Show him pain, teach him what it feels like ] That voice, tenderly caressing her mind. [ Are you some spoiled princess who will always run back to her abusive father, or are you going to teach him a lesson ] It whispered in her ear. The shadow wrapped around her small hand, as though the two were holding the blade together. Her father opened his mouth to say something but as he gasped Brooklyn lifted her hand and slashed the blade clean across his throat, the blood bursting out, splashing against her eyelids, cheeks, lips. The warmth fell down, like tears. She could taste the copper in her mouth and against her better judgement she relished it, like an animal. The darkness had taken over and she was enjoying it. Her father fell to the floor, his hands clutching at his throat helplessly. Brooklyn dropped to the floor so they were face to face and pressed the knife to his chest.
[b "Burn in hell, you bastard." ] She spat and with one final burst of energy, drove the blade into his chest with a vengeance.
Brooklyn woke with a start. Her back was sticky with perspiration and she reached up to touch her face, fingers coming away damp. She anticipated them to be red with the blood of her father but instead, they were wet with tears. The nightmare was familiar. It had been repeating itself most nights of her life, that voice embracing her fears, helping her to plunge the knife into his neck. It took ten deep breaths for her to slow her beating heart and all her emotional strength to push herself from the bed. It had been weeks since her last nightmare and although everything was the same, this one was different. She could feel the trace of the shadow on her hand, the unfriendly blade in her palm and the hot blood on her face still. The fear was stronger than before.
Changing her clothes and covering her dark circles that lined her eyes, she sighed loudly. Nothing was going to change. Brooklyn opened her top drawer and pulled out a bottle of pills, magic pills, that clouded her mind told her everything was going to be okay. She swallowed two sky blue tablets and closed her eyes for a moment, feeling the chemicals take over her mind.
[I Pills won’t stop you killing…]
Brooklyn spun to face the door and for a moment she was sure it was the wicked thing, the one that haunted her dreams, but as her eyes focused she realised it was her mother.
[B “Mum… I – I’m just going out.”] She said, seizing her bag off the floor. The concern on her mother's face was clear, she had seen the pills, she could see the pale complexion and tired eyes. Brooklyn didn’t give her a chance to speak as she yelled her goodbye and left the apartment.
Stepping out into the icy air she felt the haze taking over her mind, but this time it was mixed with something else. An attraction. It was like someone was calling her voice, only inside her head. She looked around the street, trying to concentrate on the feeling when someone tapped her shoulder. The pretty girl spoke and though her words sounded crazy, they made sense.
[b “I know you or.. at least I feel like I know you.” ] The girl suggested they got to a café and Brooklyn blindly followed, trying to keep her thoughts straight.
[h3 OLSEN ]
His best friend. The man in front of him, tied to an iron table with purple welts and slashes lining his body, was his best friend. Olsen knew it had been him that caused the red gashes but he felt no regret. In fact, the only thing he felt was elation. Military boots clad his feet and armed forces clothes hung from his body. It had been years since he ran from the military but he did not question why he was wearing his uniform. All he could think of was the man in front of him.
[+green [b “You were supposed to have my back.” ]]He whispered, his voice had a poisonous tone, to which sent shivers down the other man's spine. Olsen was gone and in his place was the man who had sold his soul to the devil many years ago. [I The devil ] was currently stood by his side, a dark shadow who never took a true form, yet he would know it anywhere. The man licked his lower lip and took a stride towards the victim – John. Next to the table lay a tray of devices, ones that he knew would be used for torture and suffering. Picking up a piercing blade, Olsen pressed it to man's chest, watching the droplets of blood surface. John flinched, tears now streaming down his face.
[I Kill him, cut his skin into ribbons, punish him for leaving you. ] The voice screamed against his face. Everyone left him eventually.
[+green [b "You told them where I went. I told you in confidence.” ] ]Olsens voice was getting hysterical now. John had ratted him to the army when he had run away. It was illegal to just disappear but Olsen had spent too many nights screaming, too many ‘near misses’ in training. Too many people had suffered at his hand and he needed to get away from it. John had known where he ran. John had told people and people had come looking for him.
Another cut, and another and another. Slices so deep that they wouldn’t heal. John would bleed out but that was too slow. Olsen needed relief now, he needed to feel the life drain in his hands. He knelt on the medical table, straddling the helpless man underneath him. Leaning over, he picked up a bigger knife, one that could be used to cut a thick slab of meat.
[+green [b “Goodbye, traitor” ]] He spat, his face now warped in fury. Bracing the knife high, he plunged it down into the man's chest, blood pouring from the impaled hole. A swift wrench down and the cut was now a gaping slit, Johns heart thumping for the world to see. Reaching into the man's body, Olsen grabbed hold of the heart and pulled it, the veins and muscle around it snapping. The crimson liquid oozed down his arm, painting his skin a bright cherry red.
[I Well done, my child ] The shadow said, kissing his face with its words. Reality hit Olsen like a baseball bat to the stomach. His dreamlike state shattered, a mirror into a million pieces, and the realisation of what he done came crashing down on him, causing the bile in his stomach to rise.
Olsen’s eyes shot open. He was stood over his bed, his heart racing and his head pounding. His hands were void, no longer holding the heart of his most cherished friend. The rough sheets of the motel were between his legs and there was not a drop of blood in sight. Throwing himself off the bed he ran to the bathroom and emptied the contents of his stomach into the already filthy toilet.
Why was he dreaming again? For so many days he had chased the dreams away with alcohol and it seemed to be working. Last night had been no different, he had passed out in the early hours of the morning, his stomach swimming with cheap vodka. Standing up he walked over to the washbasin and splashed cold water on his face. As he straightened up, his eyes caught movement in the mirror. The shadow. The devil. Olsen spun to look behind him, catching his own feet beneath him and falling against the mirror. His hands were shaking and his breath was ragged. Never before had the shadow appeared in daylight. Only in his dreams. The dark thoughts were getting worse and Olsen was not sure how much longer he could stay running without one morning waking up to a real body beneath him, bleeding out.
Grabbing his rucksack he shoved his few items into it and hastily left the motel. He wouldn’t stay there tonight, he couldn’t risk someone complaining about his screaming or reporting him to the police. Walking onto the street, his mind was still spinning from his dream and the hangover effects of the night before. He wasn’t looking where he was going and not before too long a body collided with him. Olsen went to shout at the man, but the words were caught in his throat. That feeling, it was similar to how he felt when the shadow appeared, but he wasn’t scared. A peculiar pull. Before he was able to say anything the man disappeared into the crowd. Olsen rolled his eyes and pushed the strange thoughts from his mind. He needed coffee. He was hungover and tired, that was all.
Finding a booth in the nearest café he sat down and ordered a black coffee. When it arrived he wrapped his cold hands around it and breathed in the pleasant smell. Two women entered the café and headed towards him. Olsen figured they wanted his booth but when the brunette locked eyes with him, he felt the world shift. The blonde sat down opposite him and opened her mouth to speak when a man joined them, he was the rude man from earlier who had knocked Olsen. The blonde spoke, her words rung true but every syllable hurt his head, like a mallet hammering his brain.
[+green [b “Look, lady, I don’t believe in fate and anything I’m feeling at this moment is irritation that a strange group of people has just sat down in my seats.”] ] Olsens voice was rough and though he believed her words, he wasn’t a believer in destiny.
The brunette, who had been silent up until now, leant forward, taking the coffee from his hands. She bought it to her lips and drank it. Olsen started to speak but she held her pale hand up to stop him.
[b “I’m not sure who you are, but I know you feel it too. Call it fate, call it fortune, call it what you want. But you can’t deny we are connected.” ] Her voice was sweet and when she spoke it was with a strong British accent.
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[size11 [font "Lucida Console" The male's breathing was heavy. His head was spinning, and he spotted someone standing down the middle of the hallway. The shadow moved slowly down the the hallway, heading in a different direction than he himself was heading. [#ADD8E6 "Hello? Where are you taking me?"] he called out. The shadow thing looked over his shoulder and then pointed down the hall in front of him. [i "You have to come this way"] the voice whispered.]]
[size11 [font "Lucida Console" The voice sounded like it was only a whisper across his mind, and he knew he had no choice but to follow. He took a deep breath and started walking. He felt like his head was about to explode, and he felt like he couldn't even do anything to stop it. As he rounded a corner he saw a flash of red hair. The red headed woman he had been sleeping around with. She was tied to a bed, her head turned to the side, her eyes closed, and her clothes nearly ripped all the way down.]]
[size11 [font "Lucida Console" He licked his lips lightly as he walked into the room. His eyes moved to the woman, and his fingers twitched slightly. He wanted to have a knife in his hand, and when he looked away and back he felt the cool handle of a knife in his hand. He looked down at it, and nearly dropped it. [#ADD8E6 "What the fuck?"] he muttered lightly. [i "As you can see, you've already started going to town on her. You need to finish the job"] the shadow said from behind him. He jumped slightly and shook his head.]]
[size11 [font "Lucida Console" [#ADD8E6 "I can't do this.. I don't want to kill her"] he breathed out. He knew he was lying to himself though. He did want to kill her, and he was going to kill her. He walked over to the edge of the bed, and he slapped her awake. The woman's head jerked up, and her eyes were glazed over. [b "Where am I?"] she asked weakly. The male didn't say anything at the moment. He wanted her to beg, and plead as to why she was tied up. He wanted to watch the life fade out of her eyes.]]
[size11 [font "Lucida Console" [b "Please.. Someone tell me where I am.."] she said as she struggled against the ropes. Maxim finally licked his lips and spoke. [#ADD8E6 "You are strapped to a bed right now. You can't move, and I made sure of that. You are slowly bleeding out, and I'm going to be finishing the job here in a moment. You can scream all you want, but no one is going to hear you whatsoever. You can beg me to let you go, but I won't. Why should I? You are nothing but a little tease"]]]
[size11 [font "Lucida Console" [#ADD8E6 "Watching you walking, and the way you looked at me with those eyes. You deserve this. You deserve to die like a whore"] he hissed. The woman's eyes widened and she shook her head. [b "You don't know what the fuck you are talking about! Let me go!"] she screamed. The male just shook his head, and ran the tip of the blade along her wrist. She hissed out at the small nick and her heart was hammering inside of her chest. [b "Please.. Let me go.. You don't have to do this.."] she begged.]]
[size11 [font "Lucida Console" The male didn't say anything more. He was getting tired of her talking. He grabbed her chin, and cut her tongue out. She screamed as her mouth filled with blood. He then went to town slowly cutting her up to pieces. He smirked lightly as her skin fell to the floor, and blood spilled. He finished his job, and when he was done he stood back and looked at his handy work. Damn was he proud of himself.]]
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[size11 [font "Lucida Console" The male sat bolt upright as his alarm started going off. His heart was pounding, and he felt like he couldn't even breath at the moment. He shook his head lightly and slammed his hand down against the clock. He then rolled out of bed, and walked into the bathroom. He looked at himself in the mirror and he sighed. He looked like death, and he sure as hell felt like it too. He splashed cold water on his face trying to wake himself up. As he leaned down, he heard someone walk up behind him, and touch his shoulder lightly.]]
[size11 [font "Lucida Console" [i "Pretty soon your dream will come true. That tramp you are sleeping with, will get what she deserves. A whore death"] the whispering voice said. A shudder ran down his spine as he lifted his head, and saw a shadow vanishing. This wasn't happening.. This couldn't be happening. Not again. It's been months since his last nightmare had come true. He had been doing so good too. He bit the inside of his cheek and shook his head again. [#ADD8E6 "No it won't"] he breathed out. He wasn't going to let it happen either.]]
[size11 [font "Lucida Console" He had a feeling that it was already happening. He felt like apart of himself was missing, and he wanted to make sure Monica was okay. He hurried and showered, then brushed his hair and teeth and then walked back into the bedroom to get dressed. When he was done, he grabbed his phone and sent a text out to Monica. [#ADD8E6 [i Good morning beautiful, I'm heading over to your place right now. Make sure to be ready.]] Then hit send. He sighed lightly wondering if she was okay anyway.]]
[size11 [font "Lucida Console" As he hurried out of his house, he nearly ran into another male. The male wasn't that much older than him, and he narrowed his eyes. [#ADD8E6 "Watch where you are bloody going"] he snapped. He then went to his truck, slid inside and started it up. He took another look at the male and he felt like he was connected to him somehow. He shook his head, that wasn't possible. He'd never seen the male before in his life, but there was something there. Something tugging him towards him. He ignored it for the time being. Monica was more important.]]
[size11 [font "Lucida Console" He peeled away from the curb and headed into town. As he was at a stop light, he spotted two females huddled on a corner talking. A blonde and a dark haired female. He got the same feeling from them as well. What the hell was happening? He didn't have the time to worry about it. The light changed, and he headed straight to Monica's. Once he pulled into the driveway, he shut the truck off, climbed out and headed inside. The woman was glad to see him and kissed his cheek. [b "Good morning"] she said lightly.]]
[size11 [font "Lucida Console" He smiled at her, and led her to the truck. They both climbed inside, and Maxim headed back into town. He took the woman out to breakfast, and as they were eating he had the feeling again. He looked around and sure enough, there were the three people he had seen. He cocked his head slightly and then excused himself. Monica had to head to work anyway. He walked over to the three at a table, and he crossed his arms over his chest. [#ADD8E6 "Please tell me, you three feel the same connection right now"]]]
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[center [size11 [font "Lucida Console" [i Drip.. Drop.. Drip.. Drop..]]]]
[size11 [font "Lucida Console" The sound of blood hitting the floor made the blonde woman shiver slightly. She took a look at her handy work and she smiled lightly. [#FFBBBB "Perfect"] she said lightly as she reached up and cut the man's eyeballs out of his head. He was already dead, and had been for a while now. She just wanted to listen to his blood dripping onto the plastic she had placed on the floor. She put the man's eyes into a plastic baggy and zipped it up. She then took a step back.]]
[size11 [font "Lucida Console" She cocked her head slightly to the side and crossed her arms, the baggy dangling from her fingers. [#FFBBBB "You would have been the perfect mate, if you hadn't been messing around with my best friend. Now I have your eyes, and her eyes for memories. You sick bastard. I hope you are happy, because I killed your lover and you baby. Yes she was bloody pregnant, and I know it was your baby. Did I want to do it? No. I had no choice in the matter. I had too.."]]]
[size11 [font "Lucida Console" [#FFBBBB "That child would have been a good addition to this world, but that child will never see the light of day."] she breathed out. She heard someone come up behind her and a low whistle was heard. [i "You did an excellent job on them both. Now call 911 and get out of here"] the voice whispered. She didn't need to be told twice. She made sure to lower the bodies onto the floor and make it look like someone else had done it. She then wiped down the room getting rid of her finger prints.]]
[size11 [font "Lucida Console" She then bleached the room somewhat, and cleaned up the plastic. She threw it away and then walked around the side of the house. The lights were on, and she didn't care. She hurried to her car, slid inside and started it up. She pulled her phone out and dialed 911. [b "911, what's your emergency?"] came the sound of a woman on the other end. [#FFBBBB "Please.. Help.. I heard screams coming from a neighbor's house, and when I looked out the window I saw a shadow running away"] she said, making her voice crack like she was scared.]]
[size11 [font "Lucida Console" She gave the woman the address, hung up the phone and then peeled away from the curb. She couldn't be there when the cops arrived. She was guilty as fuck for killing three people, and she couldn't afford to get caught either. She smirked lightly as she looked at the baggy's on the passenger seat. Her claim's were good. She knew it would be a good day anyway. She then looked back at the road, and headed to the freeway. She had to get out of town, and quickly. There was no looking back anymore.]]
[center [size11 [font "Lucida Console" [b ~*~ The Next Morning ~*~]]]]
[size11 [font "Lucida Console" The nightmare hit Claudette like a semi truck. When she awoke she couldn't breathe. It felt like someone had been sitting on her chest. Her hair was plastered to her forehead, and her heart was hammering inside of her chest. When she reached up and brushed her hair out of her eyes, she spotted the same shadow from her nightmare. It seemed to be smiling at her. [i "Well done my child. Just wait and soon you will be doing it for real"] it whispered and then faded away. Claudette shook her head, and threw her blankets off.]]
[size11 [font "Lucida Console" She stood on shaky legs and slowly made her way to the bathroom. She could hear her roommate making breakfast, and the thought of food turned her stomach. She booked it to the bathroom and threw up. She sat on the floor for a few minutes, before she gathered up the courage to get into the shower. She pushed herself up slowly and stripped out of her pajama's. She threw them into the hamper and then climbed into the shower. She turned on the water, and then lowered herself onto the floor. She felt tears sting the back of her eyes.]]
[size11 [font "Lucida Console" [#FFBBBB "It's happening again.. This time it's stronger.. I know it it.."] she breathed out. She wrapped her arms around her legs, drew them to her chest and let herself cry. She was scared to death, and she didn't like the feeling at all. She then hurried and washed her hair and body, and shut the water off. She climbed out and wrapped a towel around her body. She walked into the room and heard a knock on her door. [b "Breakfast is ready"] came the man's voice.]]
[size11 [font "Lucida Console" [#FFBBBB "Thank you Daniel, but I'm not feeling the best"] she called out. [b "Alright, maybe you should call into work"] he offered. She had called in the night before. She felt like she had somewhere else to be, and when she got those feelings she was normally right. She hurried and got dressed in a pair of jeans, and a t-shirt. She dried her hair, and applied a little bit of makeup. She slid her feet into her shoes, and grabbed her wallet. She brushed her teeth, and was finally ready. She grabbed her phone and walked out.]]
[size11 [font "Lucida Console" [#FFBBBB "I'm heading into town to get some supplies to help with this bug I have"] she called out as she hurried out the door and shut it, before he could say anything more. She didn't live that far from town, so she walked. The cool air would help her feel slightly better anyway. As she was walking she felt like something was tugging her towards someone. She was going to follow her gut on this one. As she rounded a corner, she spotted someone not much older than her and she knew she had found the right person.]]
[size11 [font "Lucida Console" She walked over and she tapped the woman on the shoulder. [#FFBBBB "I know this is going to sound weird, but you feel it too don't you? That you and I are meant to meet someone else. Let's head to the cafe right there and talk"] she said lightly. She then walked across the street and headed inside. She felt the feeling again, and spotted a male. She walked over and took a seat in a booth. As she was about to say something, another man walked over and spoke what was on her mind.]]
[size11 [font "Lucida Console" [#FFBBBB "I think we are all meant to be here for a reason.. I don't know what the reason is, but I think we are where we need to be"] she said lightly. She looked at the other two, wondering if they felt the same way or not.]]
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