Jigsaw Killer Puppet Novels & Stories

Transparent poison dripped from the chewing gum. -Come-come here, my sweet, - the magician extended his hand, stroking the creature on the back of the neck. The undead reached out closer, squealing, snapping their huge mandibles. “There’s a tidbit in store for you, honey. Go-go. The old man stepped aside, letting the creature into the far corner of the room. There, where the chained prisoner sat on the floor. A young clumsy guy with light swirls and large blue eyes that widened in horror at the sight of the approaching undead.

The sinister light stopped, and the puppets froze in place. Through the gap in the crowd, I saw Augus’s face go white in shock, his entire body stiffening. Before he could speak, before he could move, he collapsed. Not with the thud of a body struck by force, but as if he were a sandcastle, crumbling under a child’s mischievous kick. Or maybe I saw it wrong, but I didn’t care. All I knew was that Augus collapsed and the pain through my body stopped. A junior wizard had killed the others with a simple knife.