All Chapters of I Spent a Night in a Serial Killer's House: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

9 Chapters

Chapter 1

My name was Buck Turner. I was a small-time streamer who made a living filming urban exploration and adventure content.These days, every viral stream followed the same formula—family feuds, messy affairs, or some outrageous relationship scandal.But viewers weren't stupid. Nobody was going to buy a story just because some streamer said it was true.For all anyone knew, the people on camera weren't related at all. That "other woman" in the thumbnail could just as easily have been the creator's actual wife.Most of it was scripted anyway.Once the viewer saw through the act, there wasn't much left to keep them interested.So, I spent some time studying audience preferences and decided to go big.After discussing it with a friend, we planned to find a location, stage everything, and recreate the hideout of a notorious serial killer.We were going to stage a high-risk livestream called I Spent a Night in a Serial Killer's House!My friend also hooked me up with some professional-grade equ

Chapter 2

My heart dropped into my stomach, and for a moment, I forgot how to breathe.As I watched drop after drop of blood splatter onto the dust-covered stairs, a crushing sense of dread tightened around me.I knew I was screwed.I'd actually stumbled across a real serial killer.I'd filmed scenes involving blood before, so I knew exactly what fake blood looked like.The color, thickness, and way it caught the light, especially the smell, there was no mistaking it.The blood on that knife was real.What kind of cursed luck did I have?I picked this location at random, so how had I somehow ended up in an actual serial killer's hideout?Almost on instinct, I aimed the camera at him.The viewers immediately lost their minds.The chat exploded with comments claiming I'd hired an actor.They kept saying the killer looked too realistic, that I'd thought of every detail, even giving the guy a mask to hide his identity.Unable to make a sound, I frantically shook my head and waved my hands, trying to

Chapter 3

Just when I thought I was about to escape, I glanced back.The killer was gone.The space beyond the half-collapsed wall was empty.Confused, I reached for the door, ready to make a run for it.Then my backup phone vibrated again.My eyes widened.Through a hole in the door, I saw him.The killer was standing there in silence without moving.He somehow crossed the distance without making a sound.Panic slammed into me.I threw the backup phone aside, grabbed the phone I was streaming with, and ran.I vaulted over the broken wall, landed in the sticky pools of blood on the floor, and sprinted down the hallway as fast as I could.To my surprise, the killer didn't immediately chase after me.Instead, he picked up a hammer and began striking a metal door.Bang.Bang.Bang.Each blow landed with an eerie rhythm, accompanied by his excited laughter.The metallic echoes rolled through the abandoned building, each strike hitting my nerves like a hammer to the chest.I could barely breathe.His

Chapter 4

For fear of losing my phone in the dark, I enabled the flash notification feature.Now, the screen was flashing wildly.There was no sound, but in the pitch-black room, the bursts of light were impossible to miss.Damn it.I didn't even have time to think about how the killer had gotten my number.The killer let out a sinister chuckle, tightened his grip on the hammer, and charged straight toward my room.I yanked the door open and sprinted for the stairs.Thankfully, I'd picked a room close to the stairwell.At the same time, a text message came through from my friend.He told me he'd already called the police.They would arrive in about thirty minutes.I just had to protect myself and hold out for another half hour.He also said the third floor had plenty of places to hide and urged me to get down there if possible.There was no time to reply.I stood at the fourth-floor landing, chose to trust him, and ran downstairs.Then I saw them.The killer had placed several boards across the

Chapter 5

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"The killer was unbelievably strong.Just three swings were enough to smash the old wardrobe apart.However, behind the shattered doors, there was no one.The moment he realized I wasn't there, he erupted in frustration and began hammering wildly at everything around him.Chunks of plaster crumbled from the walls and shattered across the floor.I wasn't stupid.That wardrobe was the most obvious hiding spot in the room.There was no way I would have chosen it.The killer was furious.A hunter who never failed had just been fooled by his prey.To be outsmarted by the very thing he was hunting was a humiliation he couldn't tolerate.With an angry snarl, he pulled back part of his mask and stalked toward the table beside the wardrobe.A tablecloth draped over it.It was another decent hiding spot.He ripped the cloth away and casually tossed it toward the window.Dust exploded into the air.The smell was thick enough to sting my nose and throat.I quickly covered my mou

Chapter 6

These two things made no sense no matter how I looked at them.The harder I thought about it, the worse my headache became.Just to be safe, I decided to send a text.I lied.I told my friend that I'd made it to the first floor and was hiding inside my car.Once the killer went back into the building, I'd make a run for it and drive away.I carefully crept over to the window and cautiously peeked outside.Five minutes passed.There was no sign of the killer heading toward my car.The spot where I'd parked wasn't exactly hidden.If my friend had tipped the killer off that I was in the car, he should have spotted it immediately.Three more minutes passed.Still nothing.Had I guessed wrong?Ten minutes went by in total.The car remained exactly where I'd left it.Nothing happened.Maybe I'd misjudged my friend after all.Then again, could anyone really blame me?I was trapped, exhausted, and terrified out of my mind.At this point, I was jumping at shadows and questioning everything.Wha

Chapter 7

The stick was solid wood, thicker than my forearm.It looked like one of the table legs.Instead of running, I slipped out of the room, rounded the corner, and hid beside the doorway.The killer's furious roar echoed from inside.I knew he was desperate to catch me.Not just catch me, but make me suffer for humiliating him.After all, he'd made a complete fool of himself in front of his prey.Then I heard a series of dull thuds.A moment later, I realized what it was.The killer was so enraged that he was pounding his chest like a silverback gorilla.I gripped the wooden stick with both hands, crouched down, and waited.Soon, the pounding stopped.The footsteps drew closer and closer.Finally, the killer stepped out of the room.He looked left and then right, trying to decide which way I'd gone.I swung the stick with all my strength at the one place every man instinctively protected.At the same time, I drove my fist into his eye.The killer let out a howl of pain.Instinctively, he c

Chapter 8

He looped the rope around twice and tightened it before dragging me across the ground.Before long, I was pulled out of the bushes and onto the dirt path.Instinctively, I grabbed at the rope and tried to pull it away from my throat, fighting for even a single breath.But the killer was far too strong.There was nothing I could do.My arms gradually gave out.My body went limp.Unable to resist, I was dragged along behind him.The skin on my palms tore open against the rough ground.Blood smeared across the dirt.No matter how hard I struggled, it was useless.That was it.I was finished.There was no chance of survival anymore.In despair, I closed my eyes and waited for death.Even with adrenaline flooding my system, I couldn't withstand being dragged like that.Every inch of my body hurt.The rope around my throat made every breath a struggle.The pain was beyond description.At that point, I only hoped the killer would make it quick.Soon, he dragged me into a room on the left side

Chapter 9

Worried the darkness would ruin the stream, I'd specifically asked my friend to get me some top-of-the-line equipment.Clipped to my collar was a compact night-vision camera that transmitted directly to my phone for the livestream.The thing was barely bigger than a wireless earbud case, easy to carry, and sharp enough to see clearly in almost complete darkness.Well, damn.No wonder the killer didn't need to track my location.I might as well have been broadcasting:"Hey! I'm over here! Come kill me!"Only then did I realize what had happened.I rubbed the back of my head and gave my friend an embarrassed smile."It's not that I'm stupid. I was just scared out of my mind."That also explained why the livestream hadn't completely shut down earlier.I'd only sent it to the background.The culprit was the portable camera.Because the camera was still running, the streaming app had remained active in the background.Not only had it drained my battery, but it had also sent me spiraling int

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