A/N - I own the characters and this is inspired by the Angels of Death. I hope you guys enjoyed this. Also, it would be on the first-person narrative just in case you need to know.

The elevator opens and comes to my second encounter with my possible death... I can feel my heart beating quickly right now, my face heating up and being shaken... I... I need to survive or else I'll end up like those victims before me.

Once I step out, I just stare in horror as I look around my surroundings, even if it's dimly lit... it's still horrifying.
"What... the hell...?"

This dimly lit room looks like a haunted art gallery with so many bloody paintings, bloodstains on the grey floor as well as on the white walls and, the most horrific part is that there are two corpses are posed as if they're sculptures and held up by ropes. The corpses look like they all died of stab wounds, but not just one cause of death though. One has his eyes gouged out while the other has their intestines taken out and just left there to rot. Judging from their clothes... they must be artists or art students.

I gag a bit and I can feel the colour draining from my face. Awful... just awful... this is clearly worst then the last room... wait... but who's the new serial killer this time...?
"Hello hello!" A speaker suddenly called out.

That voice... is completely different then I'm used to. This voice sounds like a Canadian woman with a tint of valley girl in it.
"I am Sydney Keen!" The speaker cheerfully announced herself, "I am the prideful artist and shall give a description of my beautiful artworks! I hope you love them!"

Wait... Sydney Keen? I...! How... I... I thought those killers are released once they killed their targets... unless that's optional.
"If you don't... well... it's better if you don't know, k?" Sydney said through the speaker, "Bye-bye! I hope I get to see you!"

Then... the speaker turns off. Oh shit... I... I feel like I heard that name before. I just couldn't remember from where... I think it's the news, but that's it.

But... how did the mastermind manage to get her!? Why?! Why that psycho!? Why?! I gulp and step forward, as that is the only way to get out of this hellhole, as I know...

I'm entering the art gallery of death.

A/N - Anyways, I hope you guys enjoyed this book and if you do, leave a comment and have a good day, my guild. Aqua out!