Romans & histoires Exorcist Serial Killer

I treated Anton Devereux, the high-profile arsonist who burned two houses with people inside and smiled through sentencing. I evaluated Marcus Hale, the schizophrenic hitman who spoke to his knives more than to me. I counseled Julien Koss, the serial strangler who braided victims’ hair postmortem because “they looked prettier that way.” I even spent eight months treating the Stonemarrow Butcher, the man who carved sigils into his victims’ skin as “proof of devotion.” I’ve stared into the eyes of men who believed God spoke through their bloodshed. I’ve been locked in a room with men who killed without blinking, who confessed their crimes with the same casual tone others use to order coffee.

And he doesn’t exist. “This one, he’s the only one that doesn’t have a record, he is the puppet master.” My voice is calm as the final piece of the puzzle falls into place. The others remain quiet as I look at the image of the male who killed my family. The same ones who caused the death in Dark woods a decade ago. “Tell me everything you know about this serum?” “Why should I tell you anything?” Rafael snickers. “Because you still have another eye” “You’re going to kill me.” He states.

"Eliza Kraus, it's a pleasure to meet you. My name is Crux, and I'm come to claim your life if you don't protect yourself." The adversary laughed madly; hearing the term Crux made Eliza scowl in terror, yet she felt safe. Crux, is one of the world's most notorious serial killers. But why was she feeling so secure despite the fact that she knew she had no hope of survival?

If there is one thing that Harold Jankinstein thrived upon was fear and he never failed to Cease his moment. It was a cold and scary night, the wind blow with soo much fright children were running around to play trick or treat they never knew which monster they might meet. At elven thirty sharp was when they heard his voice, from a quiet grumble to a loud rumble. 5 of the cities children disappeared that night never two were found but still remained mentally unstable. The remaining three were never found until this very day. He was a dedicated assassin, a hired killer a murder that shows no mercy. He showed up every Halloween night in different parts of California caroline and south Asia k

“Ah…so you’ve heard about me! That’s a good thing. I do not have to introduce myself any further.” Sancho. The madman. The serial killer. He is everyone’s primary suspect of the crimes happening in town. And right now that I’m sitting here face to face with the devil himself, on his den, I can confirm myself that he’s indeed what everyone accused him to be. The subtle threats was enough for me to verify it.

The news reporter announced, “a member from our news team has confirmed that a body was found inside Starbucks bathroom, investigators are now alleging that this small area of the city may be registered as dangerous until they can find our serial killer, suspicions are raised believing that the two recent killings have connected with the disappearance of, nineteen-year-old, bookstore cashier, Charlotte—” “I know that girl,” Lilith whispered, observing the picture of the girl displayed on the screen, “The bookstore— I went there to grab a couple of books, the day the first body was found, and she was a— bitch” Lilith continued, “I hope she is ok, and not dead... A lot of those are turning up

expression and said, "I was good friends with your daughter. She told me to take good care of you." Bill frowned unhappily and muttered under his breath, "It must be Isabella, only she would associate with such unsavory friends." The man suddenly revealed an evil look in his eyes, but lowered his voice and said, "Dude, since we are acquaintances, I won't hide it from you. Actually, I am the culprit of a serial murder case ten years ago, and I am soon to be executed. Before I die, I want to find someone to accompany me on the journey to the underworld."

Then a news channel caught his eyes which was telling about the recent serial murders. The police confirmed the three murders to be serial murder but they suspect that the murder was done by someone who held a deep grudge against the three deceased. It is also suspected that the murderer is a doctor because of his unique way of killing the victims. So, the police gave the murderer the code name Dr. Killer. Who is this Dr. Killer and why is he killing these innocent people? And where our world is standing now? The very lesson that should be saving lives is now taking them instead. The general people are panicking over the shocking news and they are hoping that the police would capture Dr. Kil

The air was thick with tension and unspoken rules, and I could feel my stomach churn at the sight of it all. The fifth family, the Donatos send Viktor, their son and what he did made my perfect brown glowing skin turn white. He walked up to her and amide her screams and cries, he took the knife and spill her throat making a blood spill all over him. I stumbled back a little and covered my mouth to the sight of such horrific events. The next family came up and did the same thing. My heart rate increased. The second family, the Albertos, had their son Enzo do the same thing but he went extra by stabbing the girl thrice on her stomach before he slit her throat.

Who stays in the dark and deal in the dark. Three of us seek every point of this world to search for them and we did. The only thing that I can remember is killing the last member of this pack who has the same tattoo on their nape. A Series of lines were connected across the entirety of what looks like a canine. A small circle connects each line forming a disturbing image, a disturbing mark. “ Hail thy Erebusias.” That voice. I turned around and see Victoria Stephens leaning on the door. Her face is pale as her body trembles and her eyes are fixated over the body in front of us.