Meg looked around the police station. So that was why no one was answering her calls for help. They were all dead. There were bodies everywhere and their insides were torn out. The floor was covered in blood.
“Meg”
Meg looked up. Daphne had entered the building. She stared shocked at the bodies.
“You killed all those people” she کہا trembling. It wasn’t a question, but an observation. “You’re going to hurt مزید people. I can’t let آپ do that”
“You can’t handle me. I’m too strong for your” Meg said. She walked towards Daphne and passed her. If she was going to try something Meg could easily take her down.
However, as she passed by, Daphne jumped آگے and stabbed Meg in her neck with a syringe, containing a red substance.
“Aaaahhh!” Meg gasped and she touched her neck. “What the hell are آپ doing?”
But Daphne had left the building and ran for her life.
“Meg”
Meg looked up. Daphne had entered the building. She stared shocked at the bodies.
“You killed all those people” she کہا trembling. It wasn’t a question, but an observation. “You’re going to hurt مزید people. I can’t let آپ do that”
“You can’t handle me. I’m too strong for your” Meg said. She walked towards Daphne and passed her. If she was going to try something Meg could easily take her down.
However, as she passed by, Daphne jumped آگے and stabbed Meg in her neck with a syringe, containing a red substance.
“Aaaahhh!” Meg gasped and she touched her neck. “What the hell are آپ doing?”
But Daphne had left the building and ran for her life.
Elena’s doctor was driving on the road. There was not many traffic, so she’d be at work fast. Then she’d have some time to do some paperwork.
The radio was playing lame music, so she looked for a CD. While she put Switchfoot in the CD-player, she had her eyes off the road for two seconds. When she looked up again she screamed.
There was a woman standing in the middle of the road. She had long, dark blonde hair, green eyes and she looked rather pale.
The doctor braked and her car made a few turns before it stood still. Before she got out she needed to get her دل beat under control.
Her door opened and a familiar man appeared.
“Are آپ all right?” Alaric asked concerned.
The doctor nodded heavy, breathing fast.
“What happened?” Alaric asked.
She looked at Alaric, thinking he’d think she’s crazy.
“I thought I saw a ghost” she کہا quickly as if it wouldn’t sound so insane if she کہا it fast.
The radio was playing lame music, so she looked for a CD. While she put Switchfoot in the CD-player, she had her eyes off the road for two seconds. When she looked up again she screamed.
There was a woman standing in the middle of the road. She had long, dark blonde hair, green eyes and she looked rather pale.
The doctor braked and her car made a few turns before it stood still. Before she got out she needed to get her دل beat under control.
Her door opened and a familiar man appeared.
“Are آپ all right?” Alaric asked concerned.
The doctor nodded heavy, breathing fast.
“What happened?” Alaric asked.
She looked at Alaric, thinking he’d think she’s crazy.
“I thought I saw a ghost” she کہا quickly as if it wouldn’t sound so insane if she کہا it fast.
Rachel stroke her fingers through her hair. “Oh my God. What have I done?” she mumbled agitated. “Think, Rachel, think” She looked around. Then she grabbed Gabe’s feet and dragged him to the farthest corner.
She ran to the stairs and went to the باورچی خانے, باورچی خانہ where she searched the drawers for matches. In her panic she forgot she had been living here for about twenty years and the matches lay in the سیکنڈ drawer اگلے to the cupboard underneath the sink ever since. She pulled it open and grabbed the matches. Then she opened the fridge and took out a bottle of Malt Whisky. She ran back downstairs to the body. She opened the bottle of Malt and poured its content over the body. Then she stroke a match and let it fall down and watch how Gabe went up into flames.
As she watched him burn a sudden agony fulfilled her body and she dropped the bottle. She fell down on her knees and felt her body contracting and convulsing while she screamed.
She ran to the stairs and went to the باورچی خانے, باورچی خانہ where she searched the drawers for matches. In her panic she forgot she had been living here for about twenty years and the matches lay in the سیکنڈ drawer اگلے to the cupboard underneath the sink ever since. She pulled it open and grabbed the matches. Then she opened the fridge and took out a bottle of Malt Whisky. She ran back downstairs to the body. She opened the bottle of Malt and poured its content over the body. Then she stroke a match and let it fall down and watch how Gabe went up into flames.
As she watched him burn a sudden agony fulfilled her body and she dropped the bottle. She fell down on her knees and felt her body contracting and convulsing while she screamed.
Here is a fiction based on Tokio Hotel and actor Thomas Dekker (and his band).
Find out why, the friend of Tom Kaulitz (Thomas Dekker), met in an American دکھائیں "Stars Dance Ice" (Ice Dance with the Stars),
could not collaborate musically with Tokio Hotel. And why, Tom Kaulitz regrets having made دوستوں with him during the show, then dragging his group into a descent into Hell that they would never have
imagined living one day, discovering the darkness and taboos of the American world.
It's a science fiction fiction, horror, yaoi / het and +18
Inspired by:
- American Satan
- Village of the Damned
- Invasion Los Angeles / They Live
- The Strain
- V (2009)
- The Magicians
- کتابیں سے طرف کی David Icke
Good reading.
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