TIMOTHY POV The afternoon sunlight filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow in Aria's cozy living room. Timothy sat on the edge of the couch, frustration etched on his face as he ran a hand through his hair. The hunt for Bruce felt like trying to catch smoke with bare hands - elusive and
The echo of Bruce's voice reverberated in the dimly lit room, freezing the air around me, as dread coiled in the pit of my stomach. Fear and desperation consumed me as I took in his demented expression. “Glad you’re finally awake, Sleeping Beauty?" Bruce sneered. My mind raced, a surge of disbelie
Bruce's voice dripped with disdain. "He chose to involve himself when he hit me with his car. I can only imagine the things I’ll do to him when I get my hands on him." I clenched my jaw, on the verge of screaming. "He's not part of this! Please, I'll do anything. Just don't hurt him." But Bruce's
I opened my eyes to a blur of white walls and bright lights. Confusion and fear mingled in my mind as I tried to grasp where I was. My heart raced as I attempted to move, only to find myself restrained in a chair. Panic surged through me, causing my breaths to quicken. “What’s going on?” I demanded
My eyes flickered to Stella, her callousness chilling as she casually scrolled through her phone. Her eyes were fixed on the screen, seemingly detached from the horrors unfolding in front of her. "Knives are boring," she remarked casually. "Our viewers want something more... creative to torment Evi
TIMOTHY POV Timothy's heart drummed an anxious beat against his chest as he sat in the cramped police department waiting area, flanked by Aria and Lucas. The stark white walls, coupled with the distant murmur of conversations and clacking of keyboards, did nothing to ease the tension gripping them.
The blinding lights bore down on me, casting harsh shadows across the sterile room. I felt a flicker of defiance amidst the terror as I stared at the camera lens, knowing that somewhere out there, Timothy might be watching. "Stella, shut up!" Bruce's voice sliced through the tension, his eyes ablaz
My breath caught in my throat as shock paralyzed me, watching the screams die on her lips as she stared up in shock. The sight of Bruce, his features twisted with a mix of horror and regret, sent a shiver down my spine. “What have you done?” I managed to choke out, my voice barely above a whisper,