تسجيل الدخولI find myself standing at the same intersection again after I die in a car accident. I assume that I've been given a second chance at life. However, when I notice the number "4" on my arm, I realize that things aren't as simple as they seem. I die for the first time when Dad is rushing me to go home. I'm swallowed by the shadow of a truck amid the screeching sounds of a brake. In the next second, my phone rings again. Dad's familiar voice echoes from the receiver, "When are you coming back to do the chores, Luke? I'm old and weak, while Miles is too young. Do you think that we can do the chores?" My mind goes blank just as the truck barrels toward me again. I instinctively roll forward and barely avoid getting run over by the wheels of the truck, feeling relieved that I have escaped death this time. However, after I return home, Dad kicks me out of the house because I get into an argument with my brother, Miles Dover. Unfortunately, I bump into a killer in the stairwell. My blood splatters all across the scene. When I jolt awake once more, I see the familiar truck again. The number on my arm has gone down from "4" to "3". A chill runs down my spine. It turns out that I haven't been given a second chance at life. Instead, I'm stuck in a cycle! If I'm unable to break out of the cycle, I'll never wake up again once the number on my arm reaches zero.
عرض المزيدWesley didn't anticipate that he would kill Miles with his own two hands. However, the blood was already on his hands. He couldn't cry over spilled milk. He clutched his knife and chased after me as if he had lost his mind.My adrenaline surged as I ran as fast as my legs could carry me. Fortunately for me, the tendon in one of Wesley's legs had been severed. As a result, his strength quickly fled him even though he had only been running for a little while, causing him to crumple to the floor.Wesley was still brandishing his knife wildly when I led the police to the scene."Freeze! Drop the knife!"The police used their batons to knock the knife out of Wesley's hand. They then restrained and handcuffed him.Dad was holding Miles and wailing loudly when we returned to the house. "My precious son! It's all because of Luke. You have to pay with your life, Luke. I don't have the will to live anymore now that Miles is gone. He was my entire life!"He didn't even notice that the polic
The police were on their way. Wesley didn't say another word and kept his eyes on the ground. Meanwhile, Dad was still thrashing around violently."Why haven't you set me free yet?" he demanded. "You're still alive, aren't you? What does this have anything to do with me?"Eventually, he realized that being stubborn wouldn't get him anywhere, so he decided to appeal to my emotions instead."At the end of the day, I'm still your father, Luke," he said.I was beyond irritated at that point and slapped him hard across his face. "I should have slapped you a long time ago. I know everything now. Mom conceived me by borrowing somebody else's seed. "You always hit me whenever you were upset since I was a kid. You also never let me have a taste of anything delicious. Instead, you would stuff food that had nearly expired into my mouth. You also worked me like a dog."Isn't it absurd? Everyone says that kids would be pampered by their fathers. However, my life only gets worse with you arou
I never could have imagined that the killer was Wesley Frisk, the man who usually treated me with kindness. He used to be our neighbor, but after Mom passed away, Dad moved away and took us with him.A long time had passed since I last saw him. So, why was he trying to kill me?Dad began thrashing around wildly even though he was still strapped to the chair. "You lied to me, Luke. You said that you weren't going to unmask him."I scoffed as I stared into his eyes. "You're the one who lied to me, Dad. Didn't you say that I didn't know him? How are you going to explain this?"Dad was rendered speechless by my retort, so he quickly changed the subject instead. "Go ahead and call the police then. Why are you still keeping us tied up?""There's no rush. I still have a lot of questions."I dragged a chair over and placed it in front of them. I then ordered Miles to splash cold water on Wesley to wake him up.Wesley sputtered awake. He tried to stand, only to realize that he had been r
I frowned slightly. I hadn't been expecting the killer's answer at all. "That's the reason why you keep chasing after me and trying to kill me?" I asked.The killer shook his head. "My original target was your entire family."My heart plummeted into my gut. I wanted to question him more, but he raised his knife and swung it at me.I swung the chainsaw as well to defend myself. A screeching noise rang through the air when the blades clashed together. Not only did the chainsaw knock the knife out of the killer's hand, but it also left a cut on his hand.Seizing the opportunity, I kicked the knife away, causing it to slip through the gap and fall down the stairs. I scoffed and said, "I won't be killed by you this time."I smoothly severed one of the tendons in the killer's leg, causing him to scream in pain. I then grabbed his injured leg and dragged him back to the house. He was in pain and helpless and just kept whimpering.The door was still open. Miles was crying as he crouche


















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