I want to have naughty dreams not scary

He picks up the gun and places the silencer; hiding the gun to the back of his shirt. He gets on the motorbike and reaches Jacob's Plaza. A large multistorey building, with a glowing neon sign of 'Jacob's Plaza' on the top. He enters it, the smell of alcohol and drugs stimulates his olfactory nerves, making him smirk.

The entrance hall, bustling up with people, made it too overbearing for him, and he went towards the receptionist.

"Is Cain dead?"

"Cain is in hell." The receptionist gives the reply as if it's just another query.

"Satan is here to drag him back," he replies, staring at the blonde who smiles and leaves

"Room number 069 leads to the hell," she gives him a card and continues checking the screen.

He heads upstairs, taking the card from the blonde. He on reaching the end finds the room and enters it.

Red lights and the smoke filled with the intoxicating scent of drugs. Naked girls roaming around men while a few girls dancing with poles. He takes a brief look at the dance and tossed over a few bills mixing in the crowd. A chubby man approaches him, "Hm… New here?"

His bitter smile disappeared, and he flustered. "I... I... Yes."

"Hop on. We added new stuff here. They may be pricey, but they live up to their name." The man put his hands over Abel's shoulder and chuckles, "How much you got with yourself, kiddo."

He takes out a shiny card and shows him. "Is this enough?"

The man replies with a smile, "Enough to make you reach Heavens," and guides him to another room, with two men guarding the door. "We have a customer here."

The two men stop them, "Wait, we have to check you two."

The man volunteers for it while he keeps looking for an excuse. "Julien, step aside. You are clear." the first man approaches him.

The moment the man extends his hands near him, he grabs it and swirls while taking out the gun and shooting the other guy, and then shoots into the throat of the captive.

"Leave me, I won't tell this to anyone." Julien joins his hands and pleads.

"Just act as if nothing happened here." he taps his receiver once again, "Two guys down. Send the fakes."

Two men with a heavy build come up and take the place of the deceased.

Julien opens the door with a nervous smile. He holds up the gun next to his back, "You better be a talented actor."

Unlike the earlier room, had a concentrated, intoxicating scent. With a bald guy smoking, while his pants were down, and girls lying down next to him.

"Hey, Julien. Is this a new kid?" He asked in a haughty tone.

His bitter expression turned flustered, "C... Can I have that?" he points out to a packet filled with white power.

The man smiles and throws at him. "Taste it, it's strong."

He opens the packet and sniffs it, he's body limps, and he collapses.

"I told you…." blood gushes out of his forehead and his insides splatter over the wall behind him.

He gets up and wipes the mouth with the dead man's blood-soaked shirt and glares at Julien. "Where is the girl?"

"I will tell you everything. Just don't kill him," seeing what he just saw scared Julien to his bones and guides him to the room next.

"Open it." He glares at Jacob, his expression filled with a murderous aura.

Julien enters the passcode and unlocks it.

Naked girls with torn clothes were lying all over like livestock and along with half-filled syringes.

He grabs Julien by the collar and asks, "Where the fuck did you keep that girl?"

"W-Which girl are you talking about? You can take anyone, I won't tell anybody." Julien replies with a smile.

"Bang...."

A hole starting from the mouth and ending at the hindbrain appeared wide enough to see through it. He tosses the body and looks at the girl with slight disappointment in his eyes. His eyes skim through the crowd, looking for someone as he finds a girl covered in filth, lying on the floor. He heads towards her, "I am sorry. I should have not let you go that day." Tears gushed through his cold eyes, cleaning the marks on her skin.

The girl shows no moment apart from a weird smile. He embraces and picks her, "Let's go back."

He picks up a blanket and covers her body while holding it in his hands and wakes away, taking the side door, leaving the rest. He reaches the back door and heads towards a black van. "Open."

The door opens, and he lays the girl on the seat. "Go to the basement. Hurry."

The van leaves the parking hall, and he goes back to the place. He goes back into the room, shooting every girl, "Sorry, but this world neither has a place for you nor people that will take good care of you." He leaves the room and checks bullets left with him.

'Only five, I should have brought a few more rounds.' He thought to himself as he reloads it. He hints the two men to leave the building along with him. "Let the rich die leisurely."

He submits the card back to the blonde, and asks, "Satan needs to talk with Lucifer. Beelzebub awaits for my presence."

"Take the boat and pay the price." The blonde brings up her hand. He places his card with a smile. "I hope it will be enough."

The blonde after checking the card, "We hope you have a pleasant ride." She hands him over a black card on it was a masked skull, burning in fire. He takes it and heads to the elevator. Taking the second elevator and pressing the sixth-floor button, he waits for the elevator to open.

He walks out of the elevator and opens the door in his front. He takes out the gun and shoots the four guards guarding the entrance and opens it.

"Hel..." before the white man completes the sentence, he fires at his forehead.

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Gasp... What the fuck was that? Couldn't you at least show me some good and naughty dreams? I cursed my brain as I checked my phone and let out a scream. "Fuck! I am late already?"