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The Man With 3 Faces

An unknown stalker appears to four teenagers at different places, sending messages while trying to murder them. Later they knew those messages included a crime and guilt covered their own family. Ever one of those teenagers were best pals and wanted to recover the past crimes of their own family together but then suddenly they found themselves in rooms full of puzzles created by that stalker. The only way was to play the prowler game and be a survivor either than having a strong friendship together Answer Hint: A silence however brief is all the answer they need.                             ×   GAME ON  × One of each four characters was: A coward A liar A betrayal A killer Hope you will enjoy!!! Story written by: Baysan Amir

Baysan_Amir · Teen
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6 Chs

●CHP6●: I Fear Not!

1 HOUR BACK:

EMILY:

I stopped a taxi and saw tony last message; a panic seized me,i was humiliated, scared, eyes shaking, my heart went cold, i wrongly left my phone to fall from my hand making a scratch on the screen; that time all i could think was ....

"MUM!!!" I screamed.

I pushed the door open and found my mum kneeling while the white haired man pointing a gun on her forehead; surprisingly that view made me miserable, furious and i was even having the ability to give the man a sorrowful eyes rather than sobbing around him , because AT THIS MOMENT, AT THIS SECOND NO ONE IN THIS F*CKING WORLD IS GOIN' TO TAKE MY MOTHER FROM ME.

I searched every corner in the house to attack it with him; I was literally ready to open a murder case if it meant to save my mother's life but then he started roaring:

"CLOSE THE DOOR BEHIND YOU, NOW!"

As anger covered my face, I obeyed his order and the time i spend to close the door i looked at the cab driver and had given him a sign to wait but not a sign of fear; Not everything in this world can be solved by attacking or defending yourself against a criminal, in this case, what was i having in mind is why is he inside my house, why are you following me and do you prefer to kill while we haven't done anything against you despite the fact, if you want money we can give it to you straight away but that wasn't the thing the blind man wanted, i can tell from the look of his eyes he want something special, something i have but not other people whatever it was i broke the silence.

"Turns out you're not blind after all" i smirked.

"oh!, you can tell?" the man smirked back taking off the glasses

" Yep from the very beginning, a normal blind person will know how to use his stick very well" i said making fun of him.

"Then why did you prefer to help me rather than rejecting my help?" he gave me the dull look.

" I thought you were an idiot who needed help" I teased him while smirking.

" THAT ENOUGH EMILY" my mum shouted

making the mood of the criminal worse

" SHUT THE F*CK UP!" the white haired roared while pointing closely to my mother's forehead; she started crying for hope and i really hate seeing her like that.

"RATHER THAN TELLING HER TO SHUT THE HELL UP WHY ARE YOU HERE IN THE FIRST PLACE, WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WANT!!" I called at the top of his voice getting straight to the point.

" Where is your diary?"

I was right he's the same description as tony mentioned but why does he wanted it after tossing it away; why would he want to know about my story life or... WHAT WAS HORRIBLY WRITTEN IN MY DIARY WAS WHAT HE'S LOOKING FOR , i recollect and right now i feel like i want to look at my diary all over again. i knew if i gave it to him right now that wouldn't solve living in peace and happily ever after, so i started thinking and acted cool without looking at the diary i tossed under the sofa because i was scared at that moment.

"Man seriously haven't you just stole it from me and thrown it off in the rubbish" I lied and gave him a sense of annoyance.

"So you saw me then why haven't you taken it from the rubbish" he smirked.

"why should i, it was useless for me but... i don't think it was for you" i replied back.

"Useless!" he chuckled "That what i thought from the beginning"

After a moment he speaked again

"Would you mind giving me the diary and stop acting all smart because if you do am going to f*cking kill her." He said coldly.

For a second, i wanted to act coldly too and replied without thinking.

"So what!"

the man was surprised but smile smugly as for my mother while she was bursting into tears, she was appalled after she heard this word come out from my mouth and sorrowful looked at me as if she telling me your are making it worst.

"ok turns out you don't care about what happens to your mother say goodbye to her...

i tried to think quick and speak immediately with confident.

" You know what.."

he stopped the gun from shooting and looked at me to continue while still pointing it on Diana.

" You keep killing people and your white hair will never turns black because you're dumb as f*ck"

" I HAVE ENOUGH OF YOU SON OF A B*TCH!!!"

He changed the gun position directly to my face but that didn't make me scared it actually made my shoulder untie from scariness; at the end i thought it was fine for him to kill me but not my mother, even though he's going to kill her after me, i think it better to finish up with me first because i really don't want to feel again the emotional pain of any other relatives dying afront of me. At this second, i wanted only to taste the dying experience and if it would erase all the deep grief am having right now, afterwards and before.

So i just close my eyes and took a deep breathe.....

TO BE CONTINUED OF CHP6: I FEAR NOT!