The Lair of the Serial Killer

"Blue"

"Is it?" I asked mom, and then I gingerly moved over to where she was seated. When I got there, mom was facing away from me, and I was too nervous to approach her.

"C'mon, now. Mom then turned to me and said, "What I cooked was delicious, kid," and I moved back as she turned to me with blood still on her cheek. Mom was smiling at me the whole time.

He held out his hand in front of me, and I did nothing more than gaze at it.

The blood that was previously on mama's hand has now completely dried up, and her lips have a very pale appearance.

"There is no shame in you!" You are evil spirits! Please let me go! When I am finally unchained, I shall put an end to you personally! When I saw the man on the table with his wrists and feet bound, I couldn't believe what I was seeing.

Because of all the scars that are on his face, he is virtually unrecognizable. His face is covered in cuts and bruises.

I tried to stop the liquid from flowing out of my lips, but I was helpless.

Then she grabbed me by the elbow and seated me where mom had been sitting before, and I saw more of the man's body. When I vomited up, my mother gave me a dirty look, and then she sat me where mom had been sitting earlier.

I was able to see his inside organs, including a wriggling worm and a centipede scurrying around in there. His stomach was open.

I took another step back and ended up falling onto the chair as my mother was eating the fried pickle.

It's almost identical like pork, but it's not.

My mother feeds on the flesh of other people. Look at this.

"M-mama, I don't think I'm hungry. I said, "I'm going out," and then hurried out of the room. However, as soon as I exited the room, I heard a man screaming quite loudly before I was very far away.

"You swine! " Horrible beings! Demons of the earth! Horrible, repulsive animals! Oh, how cruel! After the man yelled, I just shut my eyes, put my hands over my ears, and exited the room as quickly as possible.

"Come here, you naughty kid!" Mama yelled and then fiercely attacked me, and the anguish of her staring eyes and holding to my little and frail arm came to me at that moment.

"I can't believe you don't want to eat what I've prepared!" I can't believe how tasty it is! My mother yelled at me before grabbing both of my shoulders and shaking my frail and feeble body.

"Mama. I mumbled, "I'm in pain," as tears streamed down my face one after the other as I struggled to take a breath because of the discomfort.

It doesn't matter to me if it stings or causes any other discomfort! You have no choice but to comply with my every demand because I am your mother and you have no choice but to do as I say. Blue, do you comprehend what I'm saying?

Mama yelled, seized the strand of hair at the end of my head, and pulled me into the living room of the home, where she tossed me on the sofa.

"You don't have a father!" they said. Since your father has passed away, you are without a home and have no other option except to remain here. Consider me. Take me, if you will. Mama insisted, and she clenched my chin extremely strongly; she didn't care if I cried or if I was wounded in any way.

He is just aware of the fact that he fulfilled his own desires.

"I-I don't want to eat people," the creature mumbled. I made the pledge with every ounce of might I have, and in return, my mother gave me a firm slap across the face. In response, I leapt at what she did.

"The cannibal is lying in our blood!" cries the villagers. The command was given by my mother with intensity and authority, and all I could do was shake my head.

I have assured my father that I will not behave in the same manner as my mother. Before my father passed away, I vowed.

"That's not what I want to do. I openly looked my mother in the eyes and said, "Whatever you make me do, just don't eat other people's food." My mother first turned her gaze away from me and left me alone in the living room when she did so.

"Blue! Don't be concerned! Join us if you'd like. It's exactly like going to a party-why wouldn't you want to participate? My fellow student requested that I do it, but I disregarded what he said and continued to mend my bag. After a moment, I glanced at the clock on my watch and saw that it was four o'clock. I still need to see my mother at home.

"Hey, there, Girl!" Joan had called me furious, and all I did was gaze at her, which caused her to retreat. It appeared as though the peculiar tint of my eyes was frightening to him.

People have remarked that my eyes are unsettling to look at because of the gray and green coloring that they contain.

I completely neglected to put my contact lenses in my eyes.

"I am sorry. After this, I have an obligation. After saying that, I turned my back on them and pretended that I wasn't listening.

I didn't bother waiting for them to respond since I already knew they were going to invite me because they wanted to find out anything from me.

I despise the fact that I have a pal. It is awful.

I was in a hurry to start walking but I paused.

"Umm. It's sweetheart," I said as I paused at the entrance to the woman's restroom, and all of a sudden I noticed that my breathing was becoming more labored.

The girl responded with a seductive "Alright then" as there were very few people in the school and it was beginning to grow dark outside.

After walking into the cr, I took the pin with the smoke and poison out of my pocket.

I exited the cr quickly and locked it before going outside to stand watch. I took my handkerchief, which I had just now dampened in the sink, and put it on my shoulder.

They will not be distracted by the smoke because they will be enchanted and enchanted to the point where they will concentrate more on performing miracles. Even didn't bother to go home. Pigs

After that, I heard some coughing and vomiting coming from the cr.

I gave a cheerful grin and waited for another five minutes before entering the room, where I discovered two nude persons laying on the floor.

I poked something with my phone, and almost instantly, the power went out across the entire campus.

After putting on my night vision goggles and grinning, I hauled the two dead bodies to my vehicle.

I jumped into the car as soon as I could and went to a distant part of our town.

Even though I hadn't yet entered the building, I could hear the groans, shouts, and pleadings of those who were trapped within. A request for assistance

I had just walked through the door when I heard a really piercing scream, and immediately I hurried to investigate the source of the sound.

"It's almost pitiful! I am willing to provide every last penny. Just get rid of me already! I observed the man who was hanged up on the wall with an iron around his neck that was used to hang him. However, the man's foot was resting on a little piece of wood, and if it was broken, he would die.

Mom chuckled as she flung the knife to the side of the man's ear and exclaimed, "It's funny to watch people begging in front of you just to save their lives!" after which she looked at where I was standing. "It's funny to watch people begging in front of you just to save their lives!"

They both opened their eyes at the same time, and their expressions changed to looks of amazement when they saw me standing in front of them; nevertheless, no matter how hard they attempted to rise up, they were unable to do so.

"What about my dish, man?" I nodded slowly in response to Mama's question, and after taking a few deep breaths, she cheerfully approached the two people who were laying on the floor.

The mother pointed to the individual who appeared to be American and remarked, "This woman looks delicious."

I greeted them with "Welcome," then positioned them on the metal bed and gave them space between themselves.

I injected them with a substance that has the potential to paralyze their bodies.

"You pigs!," I yelled. The man yelled while laboring to catch his breath and fixing his gaze on me.

If I smile at him, it will be his last moment on earth, therefore I will show him my happy face.

While the mother was honing the butcher knife, she remarked to her son, "Very well, Blue, you are really good at shopping."

The man who was with her was too concerned, and his eyes nearly welled up as a result of what the mother did.

The woman wailed and cried an excessive amount as her mother sliced up her tummy and removed the organ that was her favorite.

"Babe!" The man yelled as he struggled to break free from the ties that bound him to her.

As soon as the mother was content with extracting the meat and leaving just the woman's stomach, she got some green liquid and placed it on the woman's stomach. Then, she rapidly took a bottle that had only water and immediately pulled out the woman's blue eye.

The same as my given name.

"Let me die as well, you scoundrel!" When the guy noticed that the chemical that the woman's mother had poured into the woman's open stomach had reacted and was bubbling, he yelled when he saw what was happening. The lady was gasping for air, and blood was flowing out of her mouth, nose, and eyes.

While everything was going on, mum pointed to the man who had been with the woman I had taken earlier.

"It is entirely up to you. You should take it back to your room. Mama remarked as she made her way out of the room, "I don't see anything beautiful in that man's body," and then she paused.

What exactly do you want to have done blue? How about a kidney pickle? Or maybe some fish sauce? Or the intellect of the man who was already scurrying around on his back?" I shut my eyes, and my mother chuckled, taking pleasure in the fact that I was causing her discomfort.

"Yes. After saying this, mom got up and went away, leaving the nude man in front of me and me to exchange glances with each other. "I'll cook your pancit canton for you," she remarked.

I moved the metal bed into the spacious hallway, along with paintings of our grandparents and other objects that are deeply rooted in custom. I was the only one who did not behave in accordance with their custom.

I led him to my room, where I then shut the door and pulled the curtain over the window.

When I glanced at him, he was watching my every move while remaining silent. Then he coughed, and blood spilled out of his lips.

I quickly raced to the drawer and pulled out an injection before pulling medication from the bag and injecting it into the man's penis. However, he continued to move about, so I punched him in the neck, which caused him to cough and give me an angry expression.

"If I don't give you the injection. I then got a damp towel and wiped it on his face before explaining to him that he would die as a result of the chemical reaction triggered by the gas that he had breathed earlier.

My brows wrinkled in response to his question, which was "Why are you doing this?"

I said, "I don't know," and then took some blood from his arm while he was in pain. After that, I checked to see whether his blood contained any chemicals and continued to feel his anguish.

Without hesitating, I gave my word that "this is the first time for me to do a good thing."

I was taken aback when I became aware that he was gazing at me and carefully observing my behavior. When I gave him a dirty look, he smirked and pointed to his penis.

"Many!" I yelled, and then I swiftly removed a covering that was over his body; he chuckled at the way I was behaving.

He poked fun at me by saying, "You're funny," and I glared at him, questioning whether or not I was making a joke.

After saying, "Okay, I won't talk," and then closing his mouth, I was struck with disgust at his behavior. He responded, "Okay, I won't talk."

"Get dressed!" is the command. When I realized that I had made a mistake in what I was doing, I yelled, flung a shirt and a pair of shorts, and then untied him. Mom is going to be annihilated.

"Make an effort to get away. You are not going to make it out of this house in one piece. " After making a threat, I positioned the blades in a line on the surface of my desk.

After saying, "I'm just afraid of dying," he put on the clothes that were supplied to him. "I'm just afraid of dying," he continued.

After making one step, he abruptly sat down, and after that, neither his legs nor his arms were able to move.

"I can't move," he said before making an attempt to stand up.

After assisting him to rise, I informed him, "Recently, I injected you with some medication."

After he announced that he was hungry, I returned him to his bed.

Is there any other food in this home that isn't crazy, other the pancit canton that I made?

"Why did you choose to do that?" He inquired while staring at me in a feeble manner. My assistance was called into doubt. It will only happen once.

I said, "I don't know," and gazed at the ground in front of me.

While he was yawning, he stated that it was not a smart thing to do. My assumption is incorrect; he was alluding to the fact that I kidnap and harm people.

"There is nothing I can do. I simply do what my mother tells me to do," I said, before taking a knife and stabbing myself in the side of my thigh.

After saying, "When I think about whether I will revive you or study for the chemicals I will use," I pulled my hair back into a ponytail, removed my top, and put on a jacket with a hood and boots. I also brought out my double hand pistol and some magazines.

"I am grateful. "I thought there was no chance for me to live anymore," he remarked as tears began to fall from his eyes.

"Could you please unlock my car and get my belongings? Could you?" He smiled in contentment before opening his palm to reveal the automobile key.

"Fine."

"Mommy?" he yelled. I knocked on mother's door, and as I cautiously opened it, I saw mama sitting on the veranda of her room. There was still a canvas in front of her, and mama's aura had become quite lovely at this point.

Mama had her hair pulled back and was dressed in a flowery outfit. She also wore a white apron and had her hair tied up.

I spoke the word "Mama" before drawing nearer to my mother in order to have a better look at what was painted on the canvas.

What's on Mama's canvas is a rose garden and a woman with her back turned and her hand held out, and what's in front of her is falling. Mama's paint is blood, and what's on her canvas is blood as well.

It would be preferable if there were other colors besides red.

After putting the paintbrush down and taking off her apron, the mother remarked, "That color is kind of like aurora blue over there."

"I'm going to have you do something," the mother began, before pulling out a little tube with a cap and filling it with a blue liquid.

Blue is Mom's favorite shade of color.

Mama spoke those ominous words, "I want you to put this in your school principal's coffee," while flashing a nefarious grin over her ruddy lips.

What is it? "P-what?" I said, then took a step back, but my mother grabbed my right hand at that very moment and pressed the tube into my palm.

"Do it. And tonight, you will visit the metropolis beneath the surface. Take everything that's been mentioned here,' the mother said, before pulling out a piece of paper that was a quarter.

"Do it. "I'll wait for you to come home this morning," my mother said me before giving me a peck on the cheek, smiling, and blowing me a kiss.

When my mother asked, I said, "Let's eat dessert," and then I rose up and took the cake out of the refrigerator.

My mother adopts several different personas, and she may even be compassionate at times. On the other hand, he is typically constantly angry, and the only thing he wishes for is to witness bloodshed.

I still don't have a good understanding of my mum.

***

"Many thanks for the delicious food!" After exchanging cordial greetings, I drained the water from the glass.

I promptly spat up whatever was in my mouth and gave my mother a sneering look.

"What? That's completely natural! However, Mom stated that she does not trust her since she is aware of how insane she can be. Additionally, I am able to taste the salinity of the water.

"Yes. This is the perspiration of the man competing in the boxing ring. He doesn't really care. When you have some spare time, be sure to remove his brain and his liver with extreme caution! It has not yet passed away. I just pulled some funny faces at him. In any case, you're very welcome!" After that, my mother recalled, I sprang to my feet and dashed back to my room.

The eyes of the man who was sleeping on the metal bed looked up to meet me.

I approached him and said, "You will come with me," before taking the revolver out of my drawer and pointing it at him.

"What in the world are you doing?!" I raised his face and pointed at his senses, which prompted him to let out a terrified cry.

"Hey!" He yelled, and then I shot him; a small amount of blood gushed out of the wound, and he became disoriented as a result of what I had done.

"Just making sure," I remarked before releasing his ties and attaching a tracker to him.

And at what point in time does he intend to flee? I went straight to the mattress after him. If he betrays me, I won't think twice about taking his life.

"If you intend to flee, I will kill you myself," the assailant said. When I pressed the button on this, the tracker that was on my head would blow up, I added, pointing to the little remote.

"Where are you planning on taking me?" After he inquired, I responded by tossing the keys to his vehicle into the air and inviting him inside my Montero Sports.

I yelled "UC" before starting the vehicle's motor.

Where are you? QC? "Anlayo no!" (No! When he complained, I looked at him in a hostile manner. Is he attempting to get a laugh out of me?

He signaled to me that he was not going to engage in combat by holding up both hands and shaking his head.

I spoke the words "UC. Underground city" before turning the ignition and starting the car.

What is your name?" I inquired of him, and after a little pause, I glanced back.

"What's my name?!" you exclaim in shock. After he expressed his amazement, I glanced at him without displaying any feeling whatsoever.

"You think I will ask you if you know?" "Do you think I will ask you if I know?" I responded while he was unable to interpret any of my expressions on my face.

"Hello, my name is James," he said before turning his attention to me. When he did, I gave him a quizzical look and arched one eyebrow.

"And you're blue," she said, and I scowled and arched my eyebrows.

"How in the world did you know my name by the way?" I inquired of him, but he did not look at me, so I continued driving without stopping.

"Whoa? You don't even realize that people recognize you at school? I gave him an angry look since he was laughing, but I quickly took it back because it seemed like he was terrified of me. He was laughing.

To put it simply, the objective is to terrify him.

"You have a lot of fans. I was only joking. You have been turned down for modeling jobs by a number of agencies. He said this while maintaining a tone of enjoyment in his voice. "And an international fashion designer even contacted and approached you to pitch his design, but you refuse," he continued.

Unfortunately, I am unable to accept the positions offered by those agencies. I work full-time as the murderer's assistant in our somewhat tiny town.

"Because my mother is my top priority, and I despise attention," I said before continuing on through the dense section of the forest till the path became more isolated.

You have affection for your mother? Have you ever considered the possibility that your mother is deranged? I let out a sigh.

I responded with a simple "I know"

"What are we going to do while we are in the underground city, also known as the forbidden city?" When we were talking about mum, he asked me a question, and then he shifted the subject since he presumably observed that I was left alone for that part of the conversation.

After looking at him again, I said, "Are you a soccer player?" and he confirmed my assumption by nodding.

I then looked down and noticed the entrance to the underground city and replied, "Then assist me, or I will kill someone."

"Cover your tracks in the backseat. You can do it! When I asked, "There's a hidden cabinet there that you can fit in," the attendant responded by pressing a button, after which the seat lifted and a spacious cabinet appeared.

After saying "Okay," he entered the room and secured the door.

I had just reached the gate when I was approached by two men, who asked me to lower the car's windscreen.

"Miss, are you aware of what you're going to be putting yourself into? If that's the case, all you have to do is head back to the lakeside and get some rest.

"Shut up or die," I said while pointing my rifle at his head. He responded with an idiotic smile, and the other man instantly swallowed and ran away.

After giving my weapon a quick peck on the cheek, I grinned, aimed it towards the two men who were standing on the side of my car, and they both dropped to the ground.

Thank goodness I found a silencer in my bag.

I walked to the subterranean city, explored it, and then unlocked the channel that led to my automobile, whereupon James emerged from the hiding place.

"You put an end to those jerks!" I gazed at him when he posed the question.

"It's of no consequence. "Killing is nothing out of the ordinary for me," I remarked as I re-holstered the weapon and replaced it in its pocket.

"But that's life!" you exclaim. As he stared up at the ceiling of my automobile, he quieted down and stopped yelling.

"I am a murderer. Someone who kills. And I don't feel any sort of appreciation for humanity," I responded, despite the fact that I had no hunger. Just then, the car came to a halt in front of the flat, and he glanced at me.

"Would you mind coming with me? I need to get something." After placing my purchase, I took off my seatbelt.

"I'll wait for you here till you get here. "I might interfere with you later," he murmured, before casting a nefarious gaze at her.

I said "Okay" and opened the door for James, who was just about to go when he started talking.

"If you have no compassion for other people, then why didn't you just kill me?" After he finished speaking, I turned to face him and grinned at him as he stood up from his chair.

"I also don't know, james; perhaps I will still require your assistance. I replied with a simple phrase, and then I shut the car door. Enjoy your life until I need you.

I looked up at the hotel, which had five floors, and there was a light surrounding it. A large number of people entered the entrance of the hotel, and everyone was dressed formally. As a result, I went straight to the powder room, where I saw a woman wearing a black gown that reached only to her feet and featured a backless tube. She was touching up her makeup.

I quickly exited the room, locked the door behind me, and went to the basin in the adjacent room to wash my hands.

I swiftly pulled out my handkerchief and covered the woman's mouth and nose. In fewer than five seconds, her body entirely lost its equilibrium and fell to the ground.

I immediately removed the needle from the heel of my boots and inserted it into his neck. After that, I stripped him naked and called James on the phone that was in my pocket. I was in a hurry.

"This is the entrance to the ladies' restroom. I instantly hung up and didn't wait to hear what he had to say when he told me to "take it and put it in the car."

I removed the clothing she was wearing with care and also stole her purse in order to apply the makeup she was carrying.

I had just finished putting my clothing on her body when I heard someone knocking on the door. As I was adjusting my garments, I was interrupted.

I got a better look and a better listen of what was going on outside.

"It's really me" Before James could enter, I let him in and then shut the door behind him.

I turned my back on him at that moment, and he turned around to see the half-zipped garment that I was unable to open. He appeared surprised.

He unzipped the jacket and stared at the woman who was supine on the floor of the cloakroom.

I discovered blush on eye shadow on the brow, as well as red lipstick.

I began by applying face powder, followed by brow pencil, and then eye shadow. I adjusted the color of my cheeks.

After taking the woman's earrings and other jewelry, I let my hair down and examined how I appeared in the mirror.

I laid up my knives in order, and I had my revolver positioned on both sides of my thigh.

And then, there is her heel, which has a point that is so acute that it appears to be lethal.

After standing up, I handed him a firearm, along with four magazines and my backup knife.

"That woman is really intoxicated. Tell your girlfriend that I've provided a spare key to my car for her, and please take it. It's not hard to find. I warned them, "Don't leave until I come or until I give permission," and then I fitted their earbuds and microphone.

I pushed open the door to the restroom and made my way to the location.

I didn't turn around to look at James before walking into the hallway.

"Aurora Blueish."