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         Here in the forest
Dark and deep.

                                                             I offer you
                                                  Eternal sleep.

                                                             I offer you                                                  Eternal sleep

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"please..ill give you anything just please, please don't kill me"

blood could be seen every where in the dark room that was only lighted with a dim chandelier

the man squirm around begging for his dear life
As two slim thighs is holding the man below and a hand is holding his head down to the floor
the sound of the gun being loaded resonates the silent room that was filled with Corpses of
sinners, murderers,and rapists.

the girl was sitting on top of the man's chest holding a revolver aiming it to the man head slowly sliding it down and pushed it inside his mouth
She moves closer towards his ears
His trembling body makes thing much more exciting

"may you be in heaven a full half hour..
before the devils knows you're dead"

she whisper in his ear pulling the trigger as it makes a loud bang.
the blood splatter onto her pale face.

She stands up and grab the pack of a cigarettes
from her purse Lighting it up, gently placing it between her bruised lips
her short ashy brown hair is covered with bloods And the red silky gown was ripped apart showing off one of her legs.

she grab her phone as she dials a certain number

"hello."
a voice of a woman came out from the phone

"tell léon to give me the money at noon tuesday.
ill meet him at abbey street E.2 chateline."

she closed the flip phone and walk out of the room throwing her lit cigarette to the floor that was flowing with gasoline burning away all of the evidence left.

a ruger 22 with threaded barrel is safe in her
leg holster to wipe out some soul who dare to harm her.

days such as this is a regular day for frisk.
she's young, smart, and fast.
a former student who used to be enroll in of the most prestigious acamedy for those Who wants to seek career for.....a cleaner.
Not the types of cleaner who wipe windows and wash toilets around the stall
Its more of a 'pay me a good some money and I'll wipe clean the body you wanted.' Type of cleaner.

she isn't really known or famous.
Only high class mobsters who's really in some serious business would be able to contact her.
Frisk is picky about who she's going to work with
Or what she's going to do.

she lives a private life and goes by the name the  'V'
Not many knows who is the one alphabet name.
she earned quite the money
20 grand per head, and she just killed 30, just like how the customer wanted.

𝐆 𝐨 𝐝 𝐟 𝐫 𝐞 𝐲 (mafiatale g sans x frisk)Where stories live. Discover now