chapter 1: The gaze

On a warm summer night on the news they said there has been countless murder's this time it was a family of two a wife and husband the wife arms and legs was cut clean off and her organs ripped out from her stomach as her eyes was popped out her eye sockets they say the legs was simile eaten to the bone clean as diamond and the husband was decapitated they say only the head was found the rest of the body is unknown.

someone walks in to the room I look back to see it was my producer "hey are you ready ?" he said in a scratchy tone

I look at him then the time it was 8: 50pm

"come on I dont have all day naya get on stage already" he yelled

"yes sir" I said silently as I got up and grabbed my microphone and went on stage the crowd was screaming my name as I singed and dance i looked in the far distance to see that one person was standing out from the other's his smile was that of a demon's his cold gaze felt as if it was trying to stealthily pierce my heart. His hair was dark like darkness, his mix skin the next thing I know the show was over but I couldn't stop thinking about the person I walked back to my dressing room I open the door to see my producer was sitting in my chair counting the money he earned from my singing while I dont get a single dime but I cant do anything I signed my life away with and now I'm in the hands of this man of the devil himself.

I walk and grab my coat and jacket and start heading home with the lifeless stair on my face half way thou I saw the person again this time he had his bloodshot red hood covering his face as he look at me as I walk by I stoped to look at him up and down I blinked and he was gone I looked around fast wondering where he went I saw him walking down the street the way I just came I looked as he got far and farther away till I couldn't see him anymore I turned and continued walking back home when I made it back to my house I was extremely tired and I fell asleep faster then the day ended still thinking about that gaze.