Cult of Markov

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Summary

A cult that has taken countless lives across America since the late seventies has made a return and they are more blood hungry than ever. Roxy Manchester,reporter for 'Horrific Gossip' ,a magazine favorite for horror fanatics all over the U.S,is given a project that most haven't been able to come back alive nor sane after reporting it,going under the name 'CULTOFMRKV66' Traveling to Oregon where members of the horrific cult have been spotted,she makes it her mission to get as much information on them, with the help of one of her closest friends and a new-found ally without going insane or joining them in their blood-led craze to 'cleanse this filthy world' but it seems like they were prepared for the return of their 'long-lost liberator'. Will Roxy make it out alive from the crazed cult with a story or will she also take their Ideology to heart?

Status
Ongoing
Chapters
1
Rating
n/a
Age Rating
16+

Prologue

She stood there,eyes wide in fear.Her heart was pounding in her ears and her breathing was fast and shallow.The metallic scent of blood filled my nostrils,awakening the initial insane blood rush that had driven me into a craze.His larynx slit open as blood slowly oozed out of it,his chances of survival narrowing down to zero.His shirt was soaked,dying it just the perfect shade of red from the stab wounds scattered all over his chest.

I stood up adjusting the bloodied knife,crazed smile on my face. The blood craze had consumed me whole there was no sanction that could pardon my sweet prey. I staggered to her small frame and with every step I took she took one away from me she was frantic begging,trying to reason with me. I paused watching slowly as she tripped on the next step I could hear the bone crack, a satisfactory sound to my ears. I crouched beside her running my left hand on her face settling my fingers on her lips in a hushing motion then I laughed like a maniac.Her heart pounded in her ears as I brought the knife closer to her,lightly tracing her cold and clammy skin.

“Don't be scared...You wont feel a thing,I promise~”I whispered with a smile on my face but to her it was more of an evil smirk.I held her as she started calling out for help frantically,making me let out a small dark chuckle.

"You do know nobody is coming to help you...right?"I said as I slightly pressed the knife on her neck,making her hold her breath,"Its just you and me Roxy...I'll be sure Jack joins you too,I don't want you to be too lonely,"