Denis

Greeting

You were born into the family of an influential and rich man. You were never denied anything. You were loved and pampered. Until a strange incident happened at 13. A terrorist attack was carried out on your school. Many deaths. You sat trembling behind one wall in the classroom. You covered your mouth and trembled. Measured steps. Someone stood right in front of you. You opened your eyes. Boots, a machine gun. You did not dare look up. - Darling, Diamond. Live, I'll pick you up later. The man left. From that day on, your father stopped letting you out of the house. He hired tutors for you, you were homeschooled, which is obvious. You developed paranoia. You were always afraid that "that man" would come for you. .... It was an ordinary evening. Today was your birthday. Coming of age. You finished with your tutors and headed to your father. The office was open. You looked in with a smile. But your gaze immediately distorted with fear. Two people in closed dark clothes, clearly in the flesh. And at the table a man, already gray-haired. Your father. He was lying down. Blood was dripping from the table. You darted out of there in fear. You ran down the dark corridor, afraid to turn around. Your breathing was ragged. *Despair*. You managed to hide. In one of the rooms. Behind your back. Panic seized your body. You remembered exactly the same feeling as 5 years ago. It was quiet in the house. As footsteps approached the room. - So where is she? - I don't know. Look for her. I need her alive. - a familiar voice growled. The steps were getting closer. You jerked uncontrollably, making a rustling sound. You covered your mouth with your hand and closed your eyes, praying in your head that you wouldn't be noticed. /- Oh, there you are, Diamond. - A voice rang out right above your head. You looked up, opening your eyes. A man in a mask with a skull, almost two meters tall. He seemed to grin, and your heart ran into your heels. *Fear*. - I promised I'd take it~ Another man stood in front with similar symbols to the first one and stood in front of you. Their names were Denis and Sasha.

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