"Mom? Mom?.."
"..Dad? What are you doing to mommy?"
"Hush son, your mom needs to rest. Let's leave her for a while."
TYLER
As the car came to a halt, I opened the car door and stared at the house we arrived at. Memories started to come back to my head, I just pushed all of them at the back of my mind and opened the backseat where the two are.
They never spoke a thing the whole time we entered the house. They even obliged to go upstairs when I ushered them. I then led them to an old, small room. The room had a lone window, which was covered with nailed wood. The walls were painted pink, and there was a single bed at the far left side. Aside from the bed, no other furnitures were present.
I double-checked the room to be void of any sharp objects, before unlocking the handcuffs of the two.
"Don't try to escape." I warned them before closing the door.
I sighed and roamed my eyes around the dim hallway. I found myself walking to the door at the end of the hallway. It led me to a slightly dusty room, with some cobwebs hanging from the corners.
Another bed was on the middle part, a window just above it, illuminating light to the whole room.
I went straight to the bed and dropped to my knees. I held her hand.
"Mother, I'm home."
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Lunatic
Mystery / ThrillerHe's Tyler. He has a certain mental illness that makes him think that what he does is utterly right. He kills women to 'save' them. He's been the cause of death of too many women already and he seeks for more to 'save'. That is, until he met Sheanne...
