Alistair wasnât stupid he knew full well someone was following him, he didnât really mind they couldnât exactly prove anything and he could easily turn this little game of tag on them with ease. She smirked at the thought as she strolled through the carnival not ready to leave you looking for his next victim. Once he touched them it was like poison, he could always find them and he was always watching over them, the ones he liked anyways. His body turning invisible once again as he lends against one of the carnival games watching the fortune teller and puppet master search for him. He crossed his pals together and lifted them about an inch from each other he started to make flicking motions with his fingers and slowly a doll started to appear in his hands as if by some magic, it being identical to the fortune teller.
âLooks like someone wants to play.â He said to the doll that now sat in his hands. âWhatâs your name?â he ask the doll.
âTheodore Wilkonshireâ the doll answered in a hypnotized voice.
âVery good, Say Theodore, want to play a game?â he asked the doll as he nodded his own head, the doll following suite. He slowly pulled a long needle from the sleeve of his jacket. He looked up seeing the fortune teller and the puppet master walking by him he followed behind them as he started in with his newest victim.
âYou should learn not to stick your nose into someone elseâs business, my dear boy. Itâs a shame your such an attractive young fellow, but Iâll have to make you pay.â He whispered, only Theo would be able to hear his taunts. He jab the life like doll in the stomach pulling the long needle all the way out the other side slowly, torturously. Once he finished he tucked the needle back into his sleeve and dropped the doll once the doll hit the floor it was nothing more than a
poorly made doll and was useless. âConsider this a warning.â He whispered before walking away, this time staying invisible as he left the carnival.
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As Alaskaâs body temperature started to rise, she didnât feel so trapped in her mind any more. Her eyes slowly opened as if she had been heavily medicated. Her eyes heavy and her vision was bleary, her head felt too heavy to lift, she slowly turned to the side seeing Desmond sitting next to her as he stared at the door.
âYou shouldnât be her my love.â She whispered âItâs too dangerous.â She frowned gently still out of it.
She slowly moved her hand up the length of her bare body until she reached her neck, that was extremely sore to the touch and was lightly bruised. She wasnât at all bother by the fat that Desmond had stripped her, for one they had been having an affair for years now, secondly he job was to flaunt her body.
âDesmond you should go before your brother gets here.â She said softly staring to feel better, but her mind clearing more. She grabbed her purple rob as she slowly and carefully got out of the bath tub wrapping it around herself and tying. She knelt down next to Desmond placing her lips to his kissing him passionately, before pulling away hearing a knock at the door.
âShit.â She whispered breathlessly, having not kissed him like that in some time, it got harder for them to sneak around with time. She tried to read the thoughts of the person who knocked at her trailer door but they were unreadable and only one person knew how to do that. She swallowed âAlexander.â She whispered terror was evident in her voice.