Post by Christopher Anthony Brian on Feb 17, 2009 19:42:59 GMT
Living was pointless. The biggest life ambition had been fulfilled not long ago on that wonderful New Years Eve night. Billie Joe Hardings had crashed into rock bottom when her sister Renne had been murdered. The words ‘Avada Kedavra’ had been fun, as had Billie’s traumatised expression, but watching her mourn without being able to get revenge had been the best part. It had been the best revenge for everything she had done. He knew there wouldn’t be long before Billie found out, and so Chris was going to end it tonight, by taking the dead with him.
An intense fire burned high into the murky night’s sky. The mysterious hooded figure who had appeared at the ball sat by the fire. Nobody knew the identity of the creature, but it would soon be revealed to the bloodsucker Billie Joe Hardings.
A ransom note had been left in the letterbox of Billie Joe, which read the following.
Billie would obviously turn up. He knew her well, and wasn’t the one to turn down action. All there was to do now was wait patiently, wait patiently to die.
An intense fire burned high into the murky night’s sky. The mysterious hooded figure who had appeared at the ball sat by the fire. Nobody knew the identity of the creature, but it would soon be revealed to the bloodsucker Billie Joe Hardings.
A ransom note had been left in the letterbox of Billie Joe, which read the following.
Billie would obviously turn up. He knew her well, and wasn’t the one to turn down action. All there was to do now was wait patiently, wait patiently to die.
