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    dots Submission Name: First Killdots
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    Author: Slushhy
    Elite Ratio:    1.62 - 0/0/1
    Words: 532
    Class/Type: Story/Misc
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    Description:
       Just a cliff-hanging (hopefully) prologue.


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    dotsFirst Killdots
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    The first thing you notice is how unseasonably cold the room is. The air is enveloped in eeriness and dread. Four gloomy eyes stare out at the sea of utter blackness. They feel uncomfortable, as if there are hidden cameras recording their every move. On a second look however, you would not believe that the four figures lounged around the room were the least bit afraid.

    One, Ellus, had his feet probed on a coffee table and sat on his preferred rolling chair. Velenna, the youngest in the group, leaned against the feet of the sofa. Jeymian looked weary and lost in thought with his body sprawled on the sofa. Reina shared the sofa with Jeymian, the latter had his knees dangling on the sofa armrest, and her face mirrored his. She was the first to call them back to reality.

    +IBw-This feels awfully bad. I still can+IBk-t muster up the will to believe that what happened is the truth.+IB0- She said while letting her fingers comb through her amber hair. It was an ugly habit she picked up whenever she was anxious. She looked around at the faces of her friends, none daring to meet her eyes.

    +IBw-If you think about it, this could be a whole lot worse+ICYgHQ- Ellus trailed off, his words drifting away into the dead silence. At this, they all turned toward him, awaiting his next words.

    +IBw-Let+IBk-s say, for example, the kid didn+IBk-t even die by our hands.+IB0- When they didn+IBk-t say anything in response, he continued. +IBw-If we didn+IBk-t do our job, Tirilen wouldn+IBk-t have given the case a rest. And we all know how much worse that is.+IB0-

    Tirilen+IBk-s words were indescribably terrifying, so horrible that it gave anyone who listened cold chills and just that was an understatement. If his demands were not met, he made every threat a harsh promise.

    +IBw-Poor kid, our mercy still didn+IBk-t give him chance at escaping death.+IB0- Velenna said. She was engrossed at closely examining her hand, baffled that they committed any murder.

    +IBw-Exactly,+IB0- Ellus said. His voice left out any trace of pity, just as his eyes appeared dead.

    The four of them had just witnessed their first kill, succeeding at pleasing their leader Tirilen. Never in their lives had they imaged they would be running around the street killing off filth, as Tirilen likes to say, or rather never intended to do brutal activities. Some would say that that+IBk-s the precise reason they were selected out of the many teens that populated Little Fakirashin. Some would disagree and say that the whole selection depended on who had skill. Most had no idea what was going on, or felt indifferent on the matter.

    The telephone ring jerked the four out of their reverie. It seemed exceptionally piercing to their ears, with it being the other sole sound other than their tense breathing. The telephone was perched on the edge of the coffee table, just inches from Velenna+IBk-s restless fingers. She reached out, and held the head to her left ear.

    +IBw-Hello?+IB0- She spoke into it.




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