12 February 2026
10.28pm Thursday
Darkness soon engulfed the remaining light in the alley, while the flock of crows continued to feast on the entrails of a dead rat. The manhole cover next to the dead rat popped open as it began to rattle, revealing a dark figure. He began to twitch as he picked up the dead rat's body and stuffed it into his mouth with his bony fingers as the flock of crows flew away and cawed at him in annoyance. As he staggered awkwardly towards a dark alley, some maggots fell from his body and wriggled away while the remaining maggot continued to feed on his flesh. He was cold, so cold, and with almost no beating heart. He smelled like mud and sweaty socks. His red, frantic looking eyes darted left and right, cautiously searching for his prey. After a thorough scan of the empty and dark alley, he turned to his sense of smell to identify victims that were near him. One... Two... He quickened his pace as the scent of his food became more distinct. He hissed and groaned as he turned a corner. Closer and closer to his prey... Soon he heard waves of laughter from a distance and began to run like a swift wild cheetah ambushing its prey. Laughter soon turned into terrified screams. Terrified screams of fear soon turned to dead silence.
The next day, a rumour spread like wildfire among the residents. A couple had died in the dark alley at the end of the street. Their organs could not be found and bite marks were found all over their bodies.
Shut the doors, shut the windows.
Arm yourself with a weapon.
That's what they said uh would soon face terror they could not even fathom.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
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Terror50 years ago, he spread fear into every single resident living in Winslow with all his killings. One day he disappeared, never to be seen again, or so they thought. With the recent sighting and rumors of him killing a couple, the residents who have...
