INITIAL STORY BY SHELLEY

I stood there staring down the hill, and I saw the man in the black cloak standing there, holding a knife. He stood in silence, his 1head motionless but was staring at me. “I’m sorry. I found you. I want you to enjoy this curse. I love you, I’m so sorry.” 2
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STORY #1 (12 tweets, 4 participants)

I stood there staring down the hill, and I saw the man in the black cloak standing there, holding a knife. He stood in silence, his 1head motionless but was staring at me. “I’m sorry. I found you. I want you to enjoy this curse. I love you, I’m so sorry.” 2 He looks at me. A shiver down my back. I recognize this man. It can't be... no, it can't be... He is... 3 the first man I broke. The Adam of my descent into this hell. He showed me the book and the parasite and I was so willing to learn. 4 Impossible. I left him soulless - still and gray, so long ago. He cannot be here. He cannot be threatening me with that blade. 5“you should not be worried right now.” His voice was soft and cold; it was almost as if reality was moving on him. He wore 6what looked like an old mask and stared at me like a child would. 7 His soft and childish voice gave me shivers. He repeated, "Don't worry... I love you." He was determined to get revenge from me after 8 all these years. He was looking more creepy than ever with that mask, and the blade in his hands. "I love you, too", I said, 9 slowly approaching to the blade in his hands. 10'You look so pretty and sweet. How are you feeling today? You're a man of specific patience.' He grinned as he put the blade on 11top, and held it tightly in one of his hands. He looked at me in love. 'I love you boy.' 12

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