THE WITNESS WHO SAW HER MURDERED
CHAPTER 92 [And so the dreams unfolded even before she knew it...]
WARNING: 18+ This may include scenes, which is not suitable for a younger audience. This have gore, and explicit scenes, and if you are young, you may skip it up. Thank you, you had been warned J]
Do you ever realized how scary it was to hear about the murders? To which the victims are mutilated until none, not even anybody of could find out who they are. Their identity, which was difficult to retrieved, because they had been battered—cut from the guts inside and out, whereas in a grotesque manner, nobody had ever could dare glance at them. It was frightening, something that could have given terrors to which one would be most afraid of. The nightmares it could have brought to which extent could deprived one from dwelling deeper unto the dreams they couldn’t withstand anymore.
BLOODY ENCOUNTER CHAPTER 93 [So the corpses splattered across to the ground to which cause horror, and havoc that one had never experienced before…]“Pst, Bjorn—have you check the upstairs already?” Merlon asked, scrunching her nose upon she recalled on her memory the stench that was coming from the upper floor. It was foul, leading for her to throw up ever remains of the meal she had eaten that day. The scent still lingered on her nose no matter how much she sprayed some perfumes all over to her.“I am not quite sure yet.” The man whom she speaks of only shrugged his shoulder.This made her frown. Her forehead on a deep ceased as she did.Merlon is a small woman. She was standing full on her 5ft flat, she have a curly hair, a natural curls she had inherited from her late mother, who had passed away when she
THE TABLES HAS BEEN TURNED CHAPTER 94 [And not all secrets come into hidden, they are just waiting to be unconcealed, and unfolded through public eye….] The news was shocking. To say the least that Agnes was stunned upon hearing it was beyond that word. It was as if she wanted to throw up, but she couldn’t. Upon her instructions to her uncle—Pablo Garcia, Agnes has been greeted by a horrible event she had not least expected to, nor had she been looking forwards earlier that morning. Her groggy eyes suddenly were both filled with fright—her hand shook, and Agnes found herself going for the remote to which at that moment suddenly had gone missing all of sudden. “Another brutal death had woke up Mexico earlier at 8 in the morning—“ The woman who was speaking of was looking grimly at the camera. Her entire face speaks of the tragedy behind her, and by means of—that place, Agnes couldn’t be mistaken, but she could have sworn that she knew where it was! “—two bodies were found dead, and
CHAPTER 1: [Misfortune mishap with luck, and so the rabbit escape, but not for so long…] WARNING: MATURE CONTENT FOR 18+ [ If you are below 18, please leave, because it may not be suitable for your age. Thank you ] EL CASA CUATRO Dimly lit luminesce. The cheers of glee audibly roared coming from the sea of men present to watched the silhouette behind closed doors. An array of light, distinct hue and coloured panels ruptured the satisfaction the moment that the music became much slower. Beat awoken bestial pleasure. The primal whistled channel their disgusting drools. You make it look like it’s magic ‘Cause I see nobody, nobody but you, you, you I’m never confused Her lips protruded. With dangling earrings, and her bareness that had never actually matter as it was set in display for prying eyes. Looks she’s been used t
CHAPTER 2 WARNING: MATURE CONTENT FOR 18+ [ If you are below 18, please leave, because it may not be suitable for your age. Thank you :) ] The engine roared to life, and the drive towards Belize had put her at ease. As if everything’s been alright, and there are no worries she could tangle herself into. Belize is where Eve – no, it wasn’t her anymore. Rio. Rio grew up in Belize, whereas Eve were only made to entrails entertainment allotted for every guest on El Casa. Outside, the mask hidden were no longer her. Chicago, Beatrice and a few more memories about the stage hadn’t existed. Their absence that put forth her solace, and relief that no one invaded her privacy prior to what has been dealt with. She’ll work for the club, they could have compensation, but all business would be left behind four walls, and she would be unbothered. A sigh escape from her slightly parted lips. It didn’t tak
CHAPTER 3 WARNING: MATURE CONTENT FOR 18+ [ If you are below 18, please leave, because it may not be suitable for your age. Thank you :) ] Screeeech. There are series of screams. Shambles chain clanked, misheard pleas to be spared had never actually come so forth as there is no salvation. Soreness knocked through instill walls; distraught camouflage by endless sorrow – continuous- unending. The raging river flow. Anger aroused by something unjust were fueled to set ablaze, and berserk to destroy many that scarred, and harm innocence that was left to rot, and bygone for ages. Unbearable dreary nights overflow. As for the woman lying mindlessly, hopelessness and doom is what awaits for her. Tears-stained face, grim and sooth from how hard she cried last night painted the pinkish glow on her cheeks that almost mourn a pale blue colour of the cold wint
CHAPTER 4 Later that evening, El Casa Cuatro is full of rigor, one of the renown club around Mexico. Men loitered. The cheers of both sexes on vigour as they lost sanely –room confined by the smell of alcohol, smoke and sex. Sweaty bodies grind uncaring. Strangers who initiate intimacy in spite of unbeknownst circumstances. People on that place were driving themselves to ruin, but it makes them free. Cluttered disarray in a crude display to what excites them. “You are going to definitely rock that stage again.” One of the girl sitting right next to Rio – no, to Eve smiled at her. She have a fair skin, curls running on a semi-circle wave behind her nape and running around her neck put forth her appearance to be somewhat intoxicating just like her. A pair set of teeth, and dimples showcasing that it exist on each side of her cheeks. Clad on a lace robe, yet Rio knew better, the bareness
CHAPTER 5 [As the wind carry a malady that a flower leads to dither... Misheard pleas; voice locked outgrown mercy... ] WARNING: [ This include scenes, which is inappropriate for a younger audience. If you are below 18, you can stop reading and leave. Thank you :)] “R-ruscov—ah~h—...” Wails after another brazenly whimper moans that bounce back and forth from a lying woman; bareness shield by the sunlight seeping through from a barely open window. Sheets in mark of a primal needs conformed two person utterly in dismissal to carry out pleasure. The need of ecstasy, and the delight dwelled consciously they were blinded. Mounds exposed, suck and kneed, not until the loud rings in dismay made a fuss to the brewing sensation they are outstay and swayed; thirst in disturbance as the dial tone continue. The woman draw back from the kiss they
CHAPTER 6Rio silently lowered herself at the back of the counter. Hidden physique evoke for her to crawl until she could see through from the door on the 1st floor. Her hunch did not failed her. If reckless, it would only become a matter of time before those thieves scavenge what would be valuable on her house. It wasn’t just a woman, behind her is a group of thugs, 3 men in total in pursuit to the accomplice to urge the door to be open.“P-please! S—somebody!” Her cries compelled truth and anguish, only if Rio is a fool.Without much further ado, Rio opened a cabinet. To feel the wooden cluster and framed Beretta M9A3 without cradled teeter clutched on her hold. It feels heavy, and strange presupposed that it would come to trade her life had she least expected from. To carry it around embark the war it slurred over, a heirloom given scornful for unjustified actions. Rio never forge