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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

IS IT MY END?!

15th January 2018, 03:15,

At the dead of night of a blast wind, streets lamps were half closed, electricity was shut down in the whole city and a sound of burglar breaking the glass of a building.

I was at my room feeling half dead while covering my head with a blanket.

I felt thirsty so I stood from my bed shuddering taking a glass of water from the table near my bed, something was telling me in mind to take a look at the window and I probably knew that it was dangerous at this blasting wind, so I just decided to take a little sight of what's going outside.

I opened the window and it starts raining as if it was waiting for me, a smile viewed in my face but turned out into fear when I have seen half of the street floor covered with broken glass of a jewelry shop near our flat and a sound came to my left ear of police cars running with high speed splashing mud all over the street and within no time a sudden of bang storm was literally near our flat that I fell down.

I felt the pain very hard but my back was wet (*why!!) not only my back even my legs, arms and the floor it was probably because of the rainstorm, I stood up to close the window as fast as I could but suddenly my whole body stopped; I looked down and found a man wearing black clothes of jacket, jeans and he was bold staring at me with his red scared eyes as he smiled, almost half of his teeth were yellow that me at the 3rd floor realized it, then he smirked at me

"BOY DONTCHA WANNA HAVE SOME BISCUIT?"

I closed the window immediately fearfully asking myself one hundred times why didn't I answer; is it because his voice and face is too scary "let just ignore him." I muttered.

But when I wanted to turn to bed my heart pumped out

"AAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!", I shouted.

It was too dark at the other side of my room and I had seen only red eyes gleaming at me, I caught my breath; it came towards me "but ... you were down there?" I shuddered.

Not even knowing how did I pronounced these words.

"Then you knew that I was down, how such a disrespectful boy! naughty, naughty, naughty!"

I hold my breath for long and I was sweating because the man's voice itself had a very high frequency; I scarcely turned at the window and found a car parking near the flat, it was literally my family, I turned back at him, finding the man sitting on my bed without making sound of footsteps, this time my heart beats were very hard that I could feel the beats on my face; the man smiled like a devil staring at me, "Choose buddy, a knife or a piece of biscuit?" questioned the man.

My lip is drying and shuddering that I cannot even talk, so I moved backward touching my back with the window aiming and blessing for help, thinking if my family were at the stairs or still hanging in the car.

The man opened his red eyes widely as if he knew what I was thinking of; my breath can be heard, my blood was running fast, my heart was at my throat and I started crying as if I knew something.

The window glass breaks down due to a high bang of storm as it scattered through my ears, I was crying very loudly but I could not hear anything; I paused and touched my ears; and with scream full of shock that I couldn't hear myself; my hands were full of blood! "My aural! My life!".

I looked up at the man with a face of mercy but suddenly he was at the front of me looking with his miserable red eyes and laughing I couldn't hear anything, I COULDN'T! I went backward fast and slide falling out of the window wrongly but he was just looking at me with disgust.

Every second passed while I was falling, my mum, dad and sister came to my mind; how will they be if I lost my life?!

I hit my head very strong on dad's car and fell on the ground, I could open my eyes for only one second seeing my parents as if they were doubled while they are screaming and crying but with no sound, my sister was unbelievably staring at me that she has lost her balance.

After a while, I was in an ambulance looking at the man moving his lips talking to me but no sound and this time I looked upright as if I can see white clouds and people smiling at me cheerfully but was it my end even though I've seen such a scene, my mind was just flashing back the face and looks of that man every time I closed my eyes.

Is It My End...?