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Found and Murdered

H e reached the rambling barn where he had suspected the witness, Graĉia Valentino,
of his recent murder of Frank Silvier to have been. Elvis de Berezina kicked the door of
the barn ajar and walked in stealthily holding a rifle tightly in his sweaty red hands. His
dark brown skin and deep black hair made it almost impossible for him to be seen in the
darkness of the barn.

Out of the blue, an obese figure ran towards him holding what seemed to have been a
baseball bat. Elvis shot him on his wet forehead and took out his flashlight to see who it
was. It was a white man with rather pale skin and a bald head. He pulled the plus sized
man’s dead body to the bottom of the table that was in the living room.

He went on with looking for the witness kicking everything in sight. Nothing was left
untouched by Elvis but Graĉia was nowhere to be found inside the barn. When he realized
that his work was in vain, he kicked one of the boxes that were in front of him angrily and
took a bomb from his back pocket and left it on the black leather couch for it to blast. He,
Elvis assumed that she was somewhere in the barn and hoped that she would get killed in
the bombing.

Elvis ran out of the barn when it was bombed. He watched the barn as it burnt with a vile
smirk on his face thinking that Graĉia had already been a corpse. When the burning had
ended, the barn was left in wreck and ruins. He entered the barn but found only the body of
the man he had shot.

Elvis exited the barn angrily and saw Graĉia holding a cleaver. She walked slowly and
breathlessly towards Elvis. Her hair was bushy and her makeup was smudged on her face.
Her clothes were torn a tattered. When Elvis Berezina attempted to shoot her, he realized
that his gun was out of bullets causing him to fight with her with his bare hands.

When she reached Elvis, her cleaver was snatched violently by him. He hit her body as if he
was slicing meat. Her screaming did not save her but instead he stabbed the cleaver deep
into her mouth. She dropped down with her mouth profusely bleeding. He grabbed her hair
had hit her head on the stones that were on the ground. He took the cleaver from her hand.
He walked away and left her to die and painful death.

He went into his convertible and drove to town in order to buy new bullets. He drove
breathlessly and happy at the same time because he had killed someone who would reveal
his true colours. As he was recovering from the murder, he slowly wore his shades and put
on a loathsome grin.
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Undeserving Deaths
W hen Elvis bought his bullets, he was heartless enough to ensure that they were
real by shooting a child that was on a mother’s back. When all the witnesses
were about to run away, he shot an old man and said, “Everybody stop right
there and get to the floor.” “You killed my baby!” cried the mother of the murdered child.
Without any concern, Elvis shot the mother’s foot leaving her bleeding profusely on the
floor. He set the store on fire while wearing a grumpy face.
He left the store while everyone was running around and screaming. Elvis watched them as
they were about to die. Tears were running down his cheek meeting with his tear drop
tattoo just below his right almond eye because of the guilt and fear that was inside him.
He look at the green walls of the market and saw a bullet style camera shooting everything
that had taken place. He went into his convertible and drove away__ away to where no one
could find him.
He drove without caution hitting all the road signs in his way. He drove so fast that he
almost surpassed the speed of light. The thought of staying in prison for the rest of his life
made its way into Elvis’ mind as he drove through dark alley.
Within an hour of driving, his face was on the news and his name was heard through the
radio. A couple of police cars were already behind him. Elvis shot the police cars but there
was no use.
In no time, his car was out of fuel. He went out of his car slowly and pulled out his gun and
shot all the four police officers without hesitating. Elvis left his car where it was and ran
away to a place other than the city he lived in.
Elvis could not bear to hear his name everywhere he went. He took a moment to think
about all the evil that he had done and sobbed bitterly while facing the consequences.
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Death
He reached a well architected cottage in a blazing hot thick forest a distant away from the
city. Elvis walked into the house stealthily with his rifle in his left hand. When he realized
that there was no one inside the house, he rushed to the refrigerator to find something to
eat but it was empty.
Elvis sat on the kitchen floor and dosed off. He went into a deep sleep and dreamed about
all the victims that he had murdered. The sun set yet he was still being haunted by the souls
of his victims. The morning had fallen when he woke up panting and mourning. He walked
to mirror and stared at himself thinking of all the evil deeds he had done.
Elvis fell asleep and woke up in the afternoon. He walked to the kitchen window. Elvis
dragged himself outside to find something to eat. He looked at the trees but could not see a
single fruit. Because of his hunger and thirst, Elvis dropped down to the ground feeling
nauseous.
As he lay on the dusty ground, a snake slithered to Elvis’ direction. It buried its fangs deep
into his right arm. When Elvis opened his eyes and stood up in a weak manner, the serpent
slithered away. Suddenly, a ferocious beast came walking towards him. It put its claw deep
into his flesh with four great scars.
The ravenous lion ripped open Elvis’ stomach and pulled out his intestines. He moaned in
pain, calling for help. The lion left Elvis in great pain with no life support. His heart was
beating without a doubt fast.
He crawled towards a murky river hoping to find water to drink. As Elvis was quenching his
thirst he fell into the river. Unable to swim nor breath he drowned and got tangled to some
seaweeds. A shoal of carnivorous fish swam to Elvis and finished him whole.
The piranhas went back to their hiding spot while showing off their razor sharp teeth
glistening with fresh blood. A little boy who was about eight years old ran to the river, “ I
could have sworn that I saw a half dead man falling into the murky waters!” he exclaimed to
a couple of policemen he had asked his mother to call after seeing Elvis falling into the river.
The little boy was just bird watching when this horrific event took place. The two policemen
looked at each other for a while and burst into laughter thinking that the boy was just day
dreaming.
As the two policemen and the little boy were about to head back home, a piranha flew out
of the water and buried its teeth into one of the police officers face. When the fish let go of
the man’s face, it slithered back into the water.
“Oh my!” yelled the little boy while running back home. The other policeman remained
there is shock. Unfortunately for him, another piranha came tore off his face.