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Moriarty - On Death's face

Important: I really hope you will 'like' it! Please let me know what you think of it since I'm not really sure whether I did it right; it's kind of a new area for me. Please tell me!

Oh, and there's a Marcus Aurelius quote in this chapter. Just to give the good old Roman some credit! ;-)

Following to this chapter will be the requests. I'm really, really sorry for letting you all wait so long for them but I'm really busy and I hadn't had enough time to write a request lately so I just wrote a 'normal' chapter. The requests will follow shortly! I'm really sorry, my dearies! ;-)

Oh, and I know my character order isn't that great lately, don't worry: I'll fix it after the requests! ;-)

I'm going to Germany next week with school, and I don't know whether there is wi-fi there. Also, I can't take my laptop with me... :-( So I can't write next week! So sorry!

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This chapter was inspired by my latest severe crush... Eh, I might need to explain that... There's this amazing guy on Youtube whom I knew before, but lately I'm a real fan. You should check him out as well! He's really talented and 'drop dead gorgeous' so I think you might like him!

His name is 'boyinaband' though his real name is Dave. My inspiration for this chapter is the video I've put above, but vids like 'good fast rap' 'you look like a girl' and 'pointless fast rap' and many, many more are really worth watching as well!

Check him out if you want to! ;-)

Anyways, thank you so much for reading! Please tell me whether you liked it or not and if tell me your opinion on this chapter! Please comment and vote and have a wonderful day/night!

Okay, let's begin...

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Warning: the following story is a kind of a bit violent scene which could be disturbing for some. I don't know whether I'm good enough to actually write something disturbing, but just in case. Don't read it if you can't really handle it.

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A huge Ferris Wheel, little colourful huts, mini roller-coaster, Ferris Wheel, colourful huts, roller-coaster, wheel, hut, roller-coaster. Again and again I watched the things go by as I turned and turned. The fun fair showed decay and neglection, the once bright colours were dark now. Except for this one carousel that was still working and turned and turned relentlessly. And there was no one here, not one person, just me. The music of the carousel was joyful and child-like, but its loud sound sounded cruel in my aching ears. The repeating tones hypnotised me, the turning killed me. I was dizzy and nauseous but above all scared to death.

Wheel, huts, roller-coaster. Wheel, huts, roller-coaster. And one man out there to smile at my doom. One person to witness my sanity slowly leaving me. Though I don't think that man would even care. I tried talking to him, but he would not answer me. Not my words, not my cries. Only a smile appeared so now and then, and my hatred for that smile kept me from crying out. And even if I screamed, who would hear me? Who could safe me now?

No one. Just me and the wheel, the huts, and the roller-coaster. And the eternal torture of the music and lights. The rope hurt my wrists and feet when I moved, so I tried to maintain as still as possible. I tried not to think of the deep and dark red lines that were cut into my skin as I was waiting for someone, anyone, to come. Anyone, even if it was the one that would seal my Doom. Everything was better than watching the wheel appear again. Turning, listening, crying silently.