American Horror Story: Murder House Characters 소설 & 이야기

Colton again, and I was filled with remorse for the harm my actions had inflicted upon him. As I tightly held the foreboding letter, my trembling hands could not escape the consuming grip of an insidious dread that crawled through my veins. The sinister words written on the paper seemed to mock and torment me, intensifying my terror. My thoughts sprinted through the chilling realm of possibility, taken in by the bone-chilling notion that Arlo might be lurking in the dark corners of the hospital, hidden in the deceptive facade of the hospital staff.

Tanya really did a good job rising him to this extent without a father. ‘Okay, let's do a nice job," I communicated to him. ‘Turn to the left, there is are three women who are currently being harassed in the fourth room along the corridor.' he directed and I zoomed off to the location. When I got to the room, the women were still safe but their attacker was still charging at them creating holes against the wall. The attacker was unusual, he looked more like a ghoul than a werewolf. His eyes were deep red and bulgy, his body looked rotten and his teeth were longer than usual.

They seemed to be professionals and this was no ordinary hit…. They arrived at the mansion and immediately disappeared into different directions… The first victim was the housekeeper… She was folding towels when the shooter entered and shot her dead with a silencer…. The second person to be shot was the chef… The chef was busy making dinner and never saw his death coming…. The butler was shot last when he entered the kitchen looking for the chef… The tape show how the men stood in one spot and touched nothing…. They awaited the entire time for Asia to rerun home for work… They knew exactly how much time they had before Max would return home

He exhaled, “Okay, fine. I’ll go first, and you follow me. He stepped inside, and he extended his hand to reach my hand, and as I stepped in. He closed the door automatically. It looked like an underground modern house inside, and I didn’t see a problem living here for a year. I asked curiously, “So where are they?” Logan silently pointed to the last door and said, "They are inside." As soon as the door opened, the angry old woman with the shotgun yelled, "Who the fuck broke into my house?!!" My eyes got really big, and I ran behind Logan to hide. Logan said, “Mother, this is Charlotte.”

Suddenly, a young man dressed in funeral clothing shouted anxiously, “Dad! We have a problem! A very, very big problem…” Melvin stood up abruptly and scolded, “What’s with your etiquette? Why’re you in such a panic?” “Dad, no, no, hurry and look over there…” Melvin’s son pointed to the staircase. Everyone turned around. Thump! Many of them immediately fell to the ground in fear. A figure walked through the door. The man was dressed in a black coat and wore a ghost mask on his face. ‘Isn’t this the person that killed Warren and Trent Xavier?

She saw him already walking towards the house so she immediately got out and closed the door as she heard the sound of the car automatically locked. She took steady steps right behind him as she looked back at the road, few street lights were not even working. "By any chance, if you want to kill me for annoying you then give me a hint dude and I would run for my life without a doubt-" "Get in!" He grumbled as opened the door and motioned for her to get in first. "What if there's a zombie hidden inside your house?" She asked, horrified. "At this rate, I could believe anything. A silent man drives a Porsche but lives in a haunted house. God. What are you? A vampire?" She asked with full exagge

he replied. I swallowed hard. I was about to respond to him when I heard the sound of the doorbell. "Who's that?" I asked Hector. "Werewolves can't push the button with their claws. I think it was a messenger," he said. Hector approached the door and I was left behind him. He opened the door to see a man in a black suit. It was the same person I saw who went to the mansion when Matilda was killed. Now it makes sense, those men were Lucas' men. They killed Matilda.

I said, thinking that it may have been someone else and I had taken a wrong turn. She gave a nod. “Ah yeah! I’m Ciara from Live Suicide, and I’m here to pick you up. Shall we go?” I almost forgot that the door to the house was open, and she probably saw four coffins inside the house. “Alright, I’ll just close this door first.” I faced her after closing the door, but I couldn’t look her in the eyes since I was still frightened of other people and loathed them. “Let’s go?” I said because she appeared to stiffen in her stance after viewing the inside of our home.

If it had been someone else, she would have torn their lips right off their face. However, Charlotte dared not show any trace of dissatisfaction to Pluto. Whenever she recalled how Roddy had killed Lone Wolf, she felt her scalp prickle. She was even regretting her impatience a little. No matter how much she despised Tyr Summers, perhaps she should not have contacted this bunch of lunatics. This group of people was just too scary! Kevin led the beauties out of the mansion, with Charlotte’s subordinates following after him. In the end, only Charlotte and Pluto’s group were left in the vast living room of the mansion.

“He refuses to speak. When emergency services arrived they found him under the dead man with a shot in the arm at close range and the owner of the house pointing him with a shotgun.” A white man in his fifties, bald and with a mustache, wearing a suit and overcoat, entered the house. He was Captain Steven Mulligan, Director of the Homicide Unit and boss of Mark and Doris. He looked around and then the corpse on the floor. “And, what do you tell me?” He asked, while Mark got up again, taking off his gloves. “Something tells me it wasn’t a robbery that went wrong,” said Mark. “I knew you would say that,” Doris chuckled.