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HER SIN

Chapter 9 The hunt begins.

Word Count: 1473    |    Released on: 02/01/2025

graphic gore and violence alon

o her room, kicking it shut

red books on criminal psychology, and a desk clutt

the bed, she marched

e muttered under her breath, sitti

name rolled off her

hell a

ss the keys as she pull

ett V

as a tech mogul, articles praising her for her brilliance in AI and defense s

nted at t

. "Multi-billionaire at just twenty-th

ticle, she leaned back in her cha

rlett looked squeak

curated, every word in int

e leaned closer. "You're hi

econd monitor, already i

rogram, the dark screen

ked her

es. Let's see if you're

e scrolling rapidly. Mori's hands m

xact as she bypassed

ll you've got? A kid co

l fell, revealing

eart pounding with a mix

nteresting," she muttered, fi

all was tougher,

red on her screen, filled with financial repor

rk grew

e you

a folder marked PRIVATE

ext blurred before

frow

t th

een wen

m, rising in pitch until

ed frantically. "No, no, n

and to regain control, b

tor flashed bright

ded her eyes, but

OM

like a physical force, throwi

loor hard, her breat

blinking up at the ceiling as he

he actu

ally sat up, wincing as

ed, replaced by a

ill intact, glowed omi

he screen, pulsing fai

desk, pulling herself up. Her fingers

ing, the X disappeared, rep

led across the screen, each on

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d as more details

f a woman who looked eerily like Scarlett, only this version of her was

my G

ed to the lis

ile painted Scarlett as a ghost in the unde

just some C

inal file appeared, marked w

t the other part screamed at her to stop. Before she could decide, the

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ood ra

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el, Deep in the

icy claws scraping against the c

flickering glow of candlelight casting unsett

re the altar, her frail figu

her lips were still, her blind, white

avy oak doors sudd

oots crunching again

shadow of his wide-brimmed hat. In his hands, he carri

ready, ma'am) he anno

ood) she rep

raised her hand, beck

icking nervously to the c

, as if the walls themselves were alive and breathing. Not to talk of the reverend

) Her voice cut through hi

nod

. The walls were lined with faded icons of sa

nd rotting at the edges. A rusted sign nailed to the fro

but said nothing as she

hick, damp, and reek

ined with ancient, rusted chains.

e body was emaciated, his spine jutting sharply against his

" (Come, baby, mommy's here)

head sna

e was..

s mouth stretched impossibly wide in a twisted grin.

his breath caug

to him, her serene expression unchanged.

trembled as he u

ess eyes staring blankly. Her throat had been sli

) The sister stret

out a word, his knees threa

. "Моя дорогая," (My darling) she murmured,

sound that sent shivers ra

the woman's body and plung

gain. An

ng and bones cracking ec

his movements unnervingl

into the flesh with feral hunger. Blood spraye

a faint smile on her lips. "Он станов

ldn't take

hurning. But before he could escape, the boy's

leave) his voice was laye

to move as if an invis

he ground, his limbs

hrough the chaos. "Ему нужен ещ

was the boy lunging toward

r slamm

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