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CLASSICS of TORTURE

A psychotic juvenile, Morgan goes crazy hunting people's lives but what's even creepier is that she wants a sense of pain delivered to the victim. She practices obnoxious tortures on people and has a craze for devouring lives. What will happen? Is she trying to achieve something? Will this "life devouring spree" stop? Read to find out!

Im_a_VOID · Adolescente
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Chapter V Fine Art of Bullcrap

"What do you think would it be about?... It's simple, just play along."

"Why?".

"I always knew you'd die in my arms", mocked Morgan with a smirk.

Edward making her let go of him, "What do you mean?"

Morgan waving her hand at Edward, "Go. Go now, and don't even dare look back".

He stood puzzled, staring into her gleaming eyes that filled him with terror. He shook his head and left the apartment.

Edward ran to his car in the parking-lott, locked the door and thought to himself while staring at her apartment's window, where she stood being all shady, "Is she planning to kill me, I have so much to live for, why is she even doing this?".

"How about I go grab a cup of coffee, I could use some relaxation from all this tragedy".

He drove there, it wasn't quite far from where he was.

He covered his head with his hood and went in. He was having his laptop with him, "I'd try researching on that transmutation thingy", feeling rather interested.

He proceeded towards the counter, "Hey how you doing William!"

"Great bro! How about you?"

"Just as usual, nothing new to be expected, ha-ha", Edward forcing himself to be normal.

"Okay, so is there anything you'd like to have?"

"Large cup of (coffee name) and maybe those lemon cakes, I could really use one of those".

"Sure, coming right up!"

Edward goes back to his table, feeling disheartened, he positions his head on the table and started to cram his head with all that happened.

He takes a deep breath, turns his laptop on and typically, as everyone does, he connected to the café's Wi-Fi. Willing to investigate everything. He tries doing research about the transmutation thingy.

Confirming himself, he first searches what the circle actually looks like, making sure what he thought was right.

Just as he was examining all that he considered in his head, "wait! I think I remember seeing some weird shady stuff in Morgan's bio."

He tries logging into his Instagram account. "Shit! What was the password!", he nibbles his lips and intolerantly spams all possible passwords he can think of.

"Aghh I don't got time for this!", with that being said he makes a new account. And without wasting a second he searches Morgan's user.

To his disappointment, "she changed her bio? I went through all this just for nothing?".

'Stop reading my bio or I'll come after you'. He sighs and shuts his laptop. Rubbing his face with both his palms, he turns his head and notices his order arriving. He puts a smile on his face and acts usual.

Just as the waiter approaches, he exclaims in amazement, "Jordan? Is that you?"

Jordan was Edward's friend since collage. They didn't meet often but knew each other well.

The blond-haired guy, while placing the tray on the table said, "It sure is, how ya doing?"

"Just about good."

"Just about eyy…"

"Yeah, tell me, since when did you start a job here."

"Last week, William told me about ya bein' here."

"Well, I'm glad though."

"Why?"

"Do you still have your detective skills with you?"

"Ain't sure but I can put 'em to da test if ya like."

"Can you take a quick leave, for this is important."

"No problemo I'll be back in a jiffy!"

"Hold up! Please get this cake packed as well, we'll take it along."