{Play With Fire}
People die everyday, every minute and any second.
But sometimes, people die from each other's bare hands and mixed emotions.
You don't know who's next.
You don't know what's coming up.
You don't know how it happened.
You don't know why they died.
And you don't know who did it.
Teaser:
"Have you heard?"
"Heard what?"
"Another person died yesterday!"
"What the fuck? This is the fourth one this week and it's only Tuesday!"
"I know! And the killer or perhaps- killers haven't been caught yet!"
"Do you know why they do it though?"
"Not sure, but I hope they get what they deserve or atleast get what they wanted to end this."
"If someone dies later or tomorrow, they for sure haven't achieved what they wanted."
*The next day*
"Guys...."
"No, Please don't tell me-"
"Two people died..."
"Fuck."
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