Serial Killer Round 49: Carnival of Fear. The killer is dead. ROUND OVER
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Funny how things happen, or maybe not. Events are part of life, after all - the little sideshows with their little plots, the bigger attractions that bring drama into our lives... All are strung together with time. Still, that doesn't make the meeting between me and an old school friend today any less strange. She was called Lizzie: a peppy, hardworking, but innocent girl. Turned out she had a sweet tooth as well, she was carrying cotton candy and was just walking away from the stall. That was when we stumbled into another. We asked each other about universities, qualifications and cities, as students do. Simply put, Lizzie expressed concerns about both the murders and moving away from home, I responded with a joke about how other places can't be as bad as they seem. She smiled, signaling the end of the conversation. I continued walking, thought still surprised by our sudden meeting.
Just as I fumbled with getting my bus fare ready as I approached the bus stop, a little thought popped into my head, 'I've just been talking to a girl who didn't realise that using a tampon wouldn't destroy her virginity, even if she'd accidentally broke the hymen with it.'
The bus arrived, I got on, paid for a single - the usual. The ride was pretty normal as well, thankfully with the up and downs of the rollercoasters, or the endless spinning around of the merry-go-round. Just thinking about that made me sick. Then again, I got travel sick ever since someone put me in a car, hence why I chose not to drive. Forget the passenger, it would be a little unpleasant if the driver was the one spewing their guts out on the hard shoulder. But enough about that. The ride was pretty normal apart from one thing: as the bus pulled itself near my stop, they were there. Eye glared at me as I made my way out of the bus, and hands grabbed me as soon as they were able. Suddenly, I found myself in a kangaroo court. Both accusations and quotes from obscure tomes were flung across the room. Sure, I've never been a fan of the Church, and yeah, I did have an interest in the supernatural. Still, my hands were clean. Regardless, they were tired of playing with prey like me - they were hungry.
With teeth of various shapes and sizes - some blunt and wooden, some sharp and metal and vice versa - they beat the truth out of me, and beat their truth into me until it poured out in red letters. However, that would be washed away by the rain...
Just as I fumbled with getting my bus fare ready as I approached the bus stop, a little thought popped into my head, 'I've just been talking to a girl who didn't realise that using a tampon wouldn't destroy her virginity, even if she'd accidentally broke the hymen with it.'
The bus arrived, I got on, paid for a single - the usual. The ride was pretty normal as well, thankfully with the up and downs of the rollercoasters, or the endless spinning around of the merry-go-round. Just thinking about that made me sick. Then again, I got travel sick ever since someone put me in a car, hence why I chose not to drive. Forget the passenger, it would be a little unpleasant if the driver was the one spewing their guts out on the hard shoulder. But enough about that. The ride was pretty normal apart from one thing: as the bus pulled itself near my stop, they were there. Eye glared at me as I made my way out of the bus, and hands grabbed me as soon as they were able. Suddenly, I found myself in a kangaroo court. Both accusations and quotes from obscure tomes were flung across the room. Sure, I've never been a fan of the Church, and yeah, I did have an interest in the supernatural. Still, my hands were clean. Regardless, they were tired of playing with prey like me - they were hungry.
With teeth of various shapes and sizes - some blunt and wooden, some sharp and metal and vice versa - they beat the truth out of me, and beat their truth into me until it poured out in red letters. However, that would be washed away by the rain...
Four players.
And I'm pretty sure two of them are entwined.
So...pick well guys. It'll be the last chance.
And I'm pretty sure two of them are entwined.
So...pick well guys. It'll be the last chance.
