Prologue

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It was cold on a Wednesday at midnight, but someone's still typing on the keyboard and sliding the mouse. Busy. Occupied by a lot of thoughts. 

He smirked as he watched his favorite scene in this fresh episode. He was lucky, he thought. A new character, a new concept. He'd earned a lot of money from the previous episodes, but he was certain he would pocket a lot more from this one. 

His smirk faded when he noticed something wrong. No, he had to fix something here. The audience wouldn't love to see that. There should be more blood. And blood. A bucket of blood. 

He watched everything from the start until the end. Good, he thought. Then he pushed the upload button. He sighed and smirked as he thought of a new concept. Just one effortless message, a new idea would come to life. What should the character use as a weapon? Knife? Nothing? No one knew, but him.

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