Humpty Dumpty Killer Novels & Stories

He had stepped on a land mine he knew but what it had been was far from his knowledge and gulping a load of his saliva, he looked away. “Mr. Dean, I am sure you have heard about the quote, curiosity killed the cat?” Alastor alleged eyeing the man with his freezing blue eyes, “Working in this particular facility you must be aware that it has gotten more people killed than just a puny animal. You wouldn’t want to be one of them, do you?” To threaten a police officer in their own station and yet have them cower in their presence was the kind of man that Alastor Tynen was.

But here, in the quiet solitude of the bathroom, I could finally let out a shaky breath. My head was pounding and the door opened. "Occupied." I screamed "By who?" That wasn't a girl's voice or Marco, it was the strange man. The alcohol has not fully taken over me and my snapped to the door immediately. "Hello Killer" he smiled exposing his dirty teeth at my direction. So I was right, I did know who he was. That's when my head booted and I remembered that voice from Rarf club. He was one of Rarf's guard who had fun with little girls, suffocating them if they dont do as he says.

I asked, my voice low and conversational. The man spat a glob of bloody phlegm onto my boot. "Go to hell you bastard!” I didn't flinch nor did I look at the boot. I just took a slow, methodical drag of the cigarette and exhaled the smoke into his face. "I've been there, Son. Now, let’s try again. Where is your Don?" The survivor stared at me with his one good eye, a spark of defiance still flickering in the dark. "I don't tell the Valak secrets to worthless scum like you. I know who you are. You're the one Don Bane destroyed . He threw out like trash."

" Think again baby doll. I am going to fuc*ing break you to the extent you don't recognise yourself anymore." " You will be there at my beck and call everyday. You will be my whore." With this being said the fuc*er chokes her neck and gets ready to enter her. And Zander couldn't see this anymore. He screams, he cries. " No...no.noooooo!" And then it happened. He saw strange dark clouds circling the room. And next he knows, his butterflies tearing grey obs. Turn red. Blood red. And that was it.

He immediately ran to the toilet bowl and stuck two fingers down his throat to vomit. I walked over with my hands crossed. "You forget that we have cameras at home. Seeing this is the first time, I won't press charges. "You are going to call your mother and get her to pick you up. You will never step foot in my home ever again!" Jason vomited so hard that tears streamed down his face. He stood there, trembling. "Aunt Eva, are you kicking me out? Why? I lived with you for three years in my past life! Why is it different this time?!"

"This guy is a total animal. His wife is eight months pregnant and bleeding out, and he doesn't even blink. But his side-piece gets a little dizzy, and he panics? Disgusting!" "And look at that woman," another voice chimed in. "Clinging to someone else's husband right in front of his wife. Have some shame!" "I saw her on the bungee platform!" a woman shouted. "She practically forced that pregnant lady to jump. She's trying to kill both the mother and the baby so she can upgrade from homewrecker to trophy wife!" Lily, who had built her entire personality around being a fragile, innocent flower, could not handle the heat. She buried her face in Julian's chest and started sobbing theatrically.

"Come on, get the f*ck up! I said, get the f*ck up!" Felix and Wilbur exchanged glances, and Wilbur took a deep breath before saying, "The guy's dead, Augheimer." "Dead?" Augheimer trembled when he heard that, glowering at Jimmy on the ground in disbelief. He stabbed Jimmy's corpse in the stomach a dozen more times, his expression growing more and more feral. "Please, Wilbur. Please."

I had loved him so much that I destroyed myself willingly. I curled up on the floor, my body shaking as silent sobs tore through me. My nails dug into my palm but I felt nothing. All I could see was the blood of all my pups that Cassian killed.

Hayden walked up to me with an arrogant air and stated softly, "Your fear won't save you now, Nicholas. Your daughter climbed six thousand stone steps on her knees, prostrating herself until the bone showed, only to die of hunger. I'll make your death even more agonizing than hers!" He then reached out for the gun in Natalie's hand, saying, "Your prop looks quite convincing." Natalie raised her hand and pulled the trigger, leaving a streak of blood to appear across Hayden's cheek.

A few minutes later, he returned, his face now strangely unreadable. He stared at me, as if seeing me for the first time. “Sophie Sullivan, do you know someone named… Chuck Lee?” he asked slowly. Chuck Lee? I shook my head. “No. Who is that?” “He was the actor originally assigned to play the NPC in that escape room,” Daniel said flatly. “The one who was supposed to wear the pumpkin head.” A flicker of hope sparked inside me. “He woke up? He can prove it!” “When we found him, he was dead.”