DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the authorโs imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
This chapter would include sensitive themes such as death โฑ weapons โฑ bodily harm โฑ blood โฑ gore. Read at you own risk.
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FIRST SHOT: WHERE IT ALL BEGAN
25 September 2024,
First journal entry
A bit more about me: I had a good-for-nothing father, while my mother was a renowned model. Clearly, she was too good for him, but the old man had the guts to treat her poorly and confine her from the rest of the world.ย
According to the police, they died in a car accident on our way to a family trip for my 16th birthday... and I was the lone survivor. But I definitely didn't believe any bit of it, I was barely conscious... but I heard mortifying exchanges of wordsโand I was so shell-shocked that none of what I witnessed came out.
Maybe a part of me felt relieved that I will not see his face again, but why did they have to take my mother too?
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Just a few years ago, I finally went through their stuff. The cabin had all sorts of junk, but a polaroid camera caught my eye... it's pretty sickening that I share the same interest as that old man.ย
Upon taking a breather and returning to the city, I unknowingly used it to discreetly capture a pickpocket on the run. The next thing I know, his tragic death was displayed all over the media. And so I've tried capturing crimes again... and again... and again.
Is it likely that I have made a pact with the devil?
๋๋๋ฆด ์ ์์ด, ๋ด๊ฐ ๊ทธ๋ค์ ์ซ์๋ค๋ ๊ฑฐ์ผ. ๋๋ ์ด๋จธ๋์ ์ฃฝ์์ ๋ํ ๋ณต์๋ฅผ ํ ๊ฒ์ด๋ค.
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