Page 19 of The Trick

Me: Shut up… what the fuck do you want?

Unknown: I just wanted to tell you that tight bodysuit you’re wearing makes your tits look great but not as good as that thigh harness makes your juicy thighs look

Me: Lucky guess. You don’t scare me. I’m a dancer, of course I’m wearing one

Unknown: True…but you don’t always pair it with leather gloves now do you?

Me: You’re a creep

Unknown: …and you’re a murderer. Who the fuck are you to judge?

Unknown: Now, be a good girl and walk over to the other gift that is waiting for you to open on the floor

Unknown: Oh and shake your ass when you walk, nice and slow for daddy.

Me: Where are you? How are you fucking seeing me?

Unknown: Technology. Beautiful isn’t it? It’s come such a long way since our instant messenger days… final girl.

Unknown: Ok, I have to get back to work but you need to open the next part of your surprise.

Me: Or what? You going to come scare me, Boogeyman?

Unknown: HAHA

Unknown: Scare you? and allow you to be the wet little slut you are when fear invades your body?

Unknown: Nope. I’m going to do something much worse than scaring you.

Me: And that is??

Unknown: Make you keep your word. A promise is a promise, and you owe me.

Unknown: Clock’s ticking final girl…

Unknown: It’s a beautiful night for a burial

Me: Funny you mention that. I was thinking the same thing

Unknown: May the most depraved win =)

Placing my phone back, I walk over to where the black envelope still rests on the floor.Opening it I read aloud, the latest of the handwritten notes, he still insists on sending me.

“And he would have passed a pleasant life of it, in despite of the Devil and all his works…”

Thought I’d set the tone for the evening with a little Washington Irving quote. I mean, after all it is Devil’s Nightin Sleepy Hollow, so it’s fitting. I trust you saw the picture I had Brody deliver of the cabin. Pretty, isn’t it? Although I feel like it’s missing something that I am hoping you can help me with. I’ve always wanted a place to call my own, with windows from floor to ceiling but I can’t help to feel that those windows will look even nicer with your blood smeared on the glass when I have you pinned against them. Just the thought of your blood dripping makes my cock rock hard. I hope you can run in those pretty heels you’re wearing because as promised, I’m coming for you. Fifteen years in and there’s no way out of this mess you made. See you soon little hellcat.

Always yours,

Madness

Crumpling the letter, I toss it in the garbage as I grab my car keys and purse.

I hope lover boy is ready because Devil’s Night is my favorite time to lay old grudges to rest, the old fashion way of course. With a smile on my face and a knife in my hand.

Happy almost Halloween motherfucker, hope you can keep up.

CHAPTEREIGHT

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