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The Dining of Asher Delacruz

He grasped one of his many knifes, staring it down; imagining her blood streaking down the blade, painting it red, so red. A beautiful red. The red insides of Asher Delacruz. The gentleman had been watching Asher for a while now, and he was waiting for the perfect moment to lure. To strike. To love. To kill. --- Asher had a stalker. She felt it in her bones. Every move she made, from when she brushed her teeth in the morning to when she stepped out of her last period of the day, she felt watched. So when she was asked to go on a group camping trip, she was more than weary.And when each member is slowly lured away.. she can't help but wonder, when is she next?

le_writerhuman · Horror
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3 Chs

Disclaimer

This is one of your only warnings. This story is NOT for the faint of heart. I'm telling you right now and upfront, it gets dark. Nothing is off limits. This story is way for me to get weird stuff like this off my mind so I'm not constantly creeped out. I can just write it down and forget about it. Plus my therapist says don't project, just write it out. Love that for her. Anyways.

Secondly, if you can't handle it, leave. Please don't report this. At this point I have told you twice what this story contained and if you report me I'll know you either chose to ignore it or thought I wasn't serious about how disturbing my imagination is.

Here is a list of possibly triggering things in this book I mention or surround the story with:

-Cannibalism

-Rape

-Kidnapping

-General fear

-Manipulation

-abuse physical and mental

-Torture

-Lesbians

I think that's about it if there's more I'll add it. If you haven't left yet I love you and happy nightmares! ;)