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2 Anonymous Video + 1 Open Text (cw: gore, murder and cannibalisim)

OOC: The linked pictures under the cut contain images some may find disturbing. Text may contain talk of murder, cannibalism and graphic violence. Both pictures are from the TV show Hannibal and are not real. Pictures are on links and not actually shown in the thread under the cut! ^u^;

[Video 1]

[ Will had taken his originals phone and managed to find an anonymous setting for it, it was better this way at least just for now. Afterward, he would happily let it be known it was he who had committed the terrible crimes he was about to share.

Instead of having the camera of his phone facing himself Will, had it facing forwards, recording what he was seeing. Grass, footsteps walking backward in the grass. It seemed that he was down by the lake what with the sound of water in the near distance. Eventually, the camera scrolled upwards and finally fixed on a horrifying sight. A young woman, dead and impaled on the horned head of a monster from the tunnels.

The way in which she was displayed was almost a work of art. Each limb was hanging in exactly the same place, her wounds were perfectly clean and the antlers protruding them were all about the same size. It was clear that a great deal of work had gone into getting the woman to look exactly how they were supposed to. Beautiful~

Behind the camera, Will sighed out a pleased sound, extending his hand so that it was seen on screen, and from the distance he was from his art, he cupped his hand and ghosted it around the body. ]

[Video 2]

[ A few hours after the first video, Will was back in his apartment, where he had just finished hanging his latest trophy. ]

Perfect... So beautiful in every way...

[ If you knew Will, you may recognize his voice or his living room, he'd gone beyond fully hiding this time, no, he was out to ruin Will completely and what better way than confirm him as the killer he'd been accused of being? The women on the screen looked an awful lot like the first one he'd shown earlier, both with trim, well-toned bodies and shoulder length light blond hair. A lot like a certain member of the City Guard as a matter of fact.

Will sat down across from the trophy hanging, impaled and bloodied on his wall. Zooming in and out to show the blood slowly dripping down from the impale wounds. There was something else, both women had a fresh scar on their sides where the kidneys would have been, ]

[Text]

[ a few hours after the second video, Will addressed the network via text. Coming from his own phone this time. ]

I was wondering if anyone would be so kind as to keep me company tonight? What with everything that's going on in the City, I've found myself fearing to leave my apartment.

I can cook for you, I was able to get my hands on some fresh meat, it was supposed to be for Winston but if I can use it make a delicious meal in exchange for good company I will. It's just some game meat that I bargained from Hope.

Anyway, yea... Don't let a lonely man dine alone?

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[ The double needs to spend less time at Pell's house, or he's going to be found out. They're already suspicious so he's been keeping his sabotages to work for the time being. But he has nowhere to go in the evenings... this is perfect. He recognizes who the message is coming from, as well, and ties it to the videos that were posted earlier. Another double, to be sure. He won't get to fuck with Will but he'll be safe there. He replies before leaving the clinic. ]

I would never let you dine alone. Mind if I come by now?

Oh my God...

[Yes, that got her attention. As did the last transmission, but now her fears are just confirmed. Will has been replaced by some murderous version of himself. This Will seemed so far away from the gentle man she knew.]

Where is Will? [Enjoy her no-nonsense cop voice.] What have you done with him?

[ Ah yes, the ever so kind man who had healed Will, shame he'd not left him to die really but Will isn't going to hold that against them, they didn't know any better. at the offer of company, Will smiles while reading the text. ]

You are more than welcome in my home, anytime, really. Please, I shall leave the door unlocked.

I'll be right over.

[ He packs his bag up and heads to the bar first to get a bottle of wine, then shows up at Will's. Door unlocked, he slips inside and heads for the kitchen, assuming that's where the double of Pell's friend will be. He's rather curious about the art project in the videos earlier. ]

Hello?

[ Sharon has seen her fair share of horrifying things: her whole life is basically just a series of them, but this unsettles her. This place is just full of people collectively losing their shit, isn't it? And it always comes down murder. ]

...You've got some serious issues here, buddy.

[ Well then... He didn't actually think anyone would have guessed it was him right away, but still, this was Jill after all and she was special. He sighed, still letting the camera focus on the poor woman impaled to Will's wall. ]

Jill, I'm shocked... I don't know what you mean, I'm right here...

[ Oh, he knows fine well that she's not going to fall for that. Still, it was amusing to get a rise from her. ]

[ He wasn't going to talk just yet, in case it drew too much attention. sure, he wanted people to know what he'd done and how beautiful it was... But if it meant getting caught before he could finish what he started, that wouldn't do.

Luckily, he didn't recognize this woman, and he had no memory of Will engaging with her too. Oh if only he'd seen her face, her hair, she might even pass for the next victim he was looking for. Such a shame~ ]

I disagree. Though I'm curious now... What issues exactly would you say I'm fighting with?

Ah, Pell! I'm in here, just washing up actually.

[ Will was indeed in the kitchen, washing his hands in the blood-stained sink. The pots on the stove bubbled away with a delicious smell, something baking in the oven too, it all seemed fairly normal. Well, apart from that poor girl displayed on the wall in the living room of course. ]

I'm glad you could make it. Was starting to fell a bit lonely. Oh, you brought something to drink? How thoughtful. Here, let me get you a glass.

[ Drying his hands as he came over to greet Pell, a handshake, and kiss on the cheek. ]

[ Pell shakes and kisses back, liking this version of Will already. He sets the bottle down on the counter and lets Will get out glasses as he crosses to the stove and takes a sniff. ]

You're quite the chef, aren't you? And the artist, it seems.

[Jill hasn't exactly been in many people's homes here... his is the only one. And his voice... she'd know it anywhere. As the video zooms in on the woman, who looks so much like herself, it does send a chill right through her.]

You know exactly what I mean. Now answer the questions.

[Just when Will thought he was lucky enough to have one guest for dinner, it turns out he'll have two.

There's a knock at the door, and then the person outside waits patiently for a response. When someone finally comes to open the door, Jill, or her other-self, is standing there. Not that anyone can tell doubles from the real ones by just looking at them.

She's wearing the form-fitting combat suit rather than the more casual fatigues Jill's taken up in the last couple of months, and a black cloak is resting over her shoulders. Since she wanted Will to see her face, her mask is stowed away, hidden inside of her cloak.]

If you had met me under different circumstances, you'd take back that comment.

[ He smirked, referring to his original after all, that Will was hardly good in the kitchen and as for art? Well... ]

Though I am glad you have good taste. I wasn't sure on the reception I'd received. I'm not so bothered about how it turns out for him, but I think the people here have a right to know what kind of man is living under their nose.

[ With a smile, he raised a glass to Pell, just as there was a knock at the door. ]

Ah! More dinner guests, excuse me a moment would you?

[ As he answered the door he almost choked on his drink. Seeing Jill of all people before him, he was a little startled. However, after a second thought, this could be her double? She looked more mysterious and didn't seem to have a gun pointed at his face. ]

Jill! What a pleasant surprise! Please, please do come in!

You know, Jill, you're being awfully rude right now. It's not pretty.

[ His voice sounds smug and amused, clearly he was having fun in the knowledge that Jill was probably completely disturbed by what she saw. ]

I'm sorry, what was the question aging? I was a little distracted.

Of course they do. I wouldn't have guessed he's that kind of man from what I remember... you've done a public service. Where is he, by the way? I'd like to see him.

[ To play.

Then there's a knock on the door and he's nodding, sipping his wine and leaning back against the counter as he waits for Will to answer the door. The wman standing there is lovely, if oddly attired. Pell raises his glass to her, pulling a third one down for the new guest. ]

Wine, miss?

[This Jill is clearly different than the one Will talked to at the bar. There's definitely something colder about her. Less charming. More deadly.

At the invitation she walks inside and pauses to look around. The grotesque 'art' naturally gets her attention and she stares at it for a long moment, her expression neutral.]

No wine. I'm not here for you.

[Her icy blue eyes go from Pell to Will.]

Or you.

[She's here for the real thing.]

The things he's seen and the people he's let in here.

[ Tapping his temple as he explains to Pell. ]

He honestly shouldn't be allowed out in public. I don't know what the FBI were thinking. Oh, he's in his room by the way.

[ Seeing as Jill didn't seem to have any interest in him or Pell, and Pell seemed to want to see the original Will too. He shrugged and sipped his wine, walking back into the kitchen and tending to the food.

Will could hear most of what was being said, though it was just muffled, familiar voices. His arms ached and his body was sore from having been tied up for all this time. The gag in his mouth was soaked through with his own drool and blood. What a pretty picture he was indeed. ]

[ Pell gives Jill a sideways glance; she looks like she means business. He could take her out in an instant but decides to play nice. It's Will's party after all. ]

As long as you're not planning to kill him, I'll share. That's no fun.

[ He takes another sip of wine and puts his glass down on the table, calling over his shoulder to Will in the kitchen. ]

We'll be back.

[ And then he's leading the way to Will's bedroom -- as promised, he's tied up at the foot of the bed, looking for all the world like he should be wrapped in a bow. Pell steps in, leaving the door open for Jill behind him and walking right up to Will, rolling him onto his back and straddling him at the waist. It must be agony on his arms. ]

I'm going to take this gag off. You don't scream, now.

Of course I planned on killing him.

[Why else would she come here? For the company? The food? The only thing that matters to her is the mission. For now, though, Jill doesn't make any violent motions. She just follows Pell to the other room. When Pell obviously means to toy with Will, she frowns. Ridiculous games.

She's sure it's odd for him to see her standing there, but given his own experience with his double, he can probably figure out who she is. He's a smart man, after all.]

[ Ah great! Pell! Will recognized him, he'd healed the broken bones and helped with the-- Oh, okay, no... Maybe not then?

He winced as he was pushed back, this was going to play hell with his freshly healed ribs and fingers. As he was straddled and the crude gag in his mouth was removed, he spotted Jill in the doorway. ]

Jill!

[ His voice hoarse and dry, coughing and spluttering right after calling for her- but wait! Did he hear her right? She planned to k-kill him?! His heart sank in his chest and the hopeless feeling of having absolutely no control overwhelmed him. Closing his eyes and swallowing the lump in his throat.

Pell was light, but it was a trouble to breathe with them straddle on him like that. Wincing from time to time, giving a shuffle and stretch or discomfort. ]

Pell.. Please...

[ shaking his head, his eyes saying it all. The total and utter hurt that swelled in them. Why did his friends want to kill him? Why did his double tie him up? Just what was going on!? ]

Don't worry, I'll protect you from her. But I think you already know we're not your friends. No use playing that game now is there?

[ Seeing as Will's own double is in the kitchen. Pell strokes a hand up WIll's cheek into his hair, grabbing a handful of it and pulling his head back so their gazes can meet. Something he remembers is difficult for Will. ]

I'm not here to hurt you. I'm here to show you what Pell wants, since he can't. Do you think that'll be fun?

[The glimmer of hope in his voice is kind of satisfying, since that hope is crushed a second later. There's plenty Jill would like to do, as well, but Pell seems to be taking Will as his personal play-thing for awhile. All she can really do for the moment is lean against the doorway and watch, curious about what will happen.

A glance goes over her shoulder and into the living room at Will to see how he might be occupying his time. Probably taking more pictures of his art or something. Weeeeeirdoooo.]

[ Hissing through grit teeth as Pell gripped him by his dark curls, turning him to face him. Will refused to look for too long, uncomfortable and honestly fearful, he simply took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

Trying his best to look as peaceful as he could. Perhaps if he offered no entertainment, they would stop whatever it was they had planned... That, and he couldn't bear to see Jill standing over there, looking at him with such cold, lackluster eyes. ]

I'm sure if there was something Pell wanted to show me, he would of his own accord. He doesn't need you being the messenger.

[ Will honestly wasn't too bothered what they did to the original, he had planned on getting him locked away for the rest of his life, so if they wanted to play with him or end his life, then so be it!

He was however still just as fascinated by Jill as the other Will was too. Having her here in the apartment was wonderful~ As she turned her attention his way, he was busy making the girl on the walls hair, look exactly how Jill's was styled right now. Tossing her a little smile and waving the girls limp hand at her. ]

No, no he wouldn't. Because, see... he cares about you. [ The emphasis is mocking and cynical. ] He'd never hurt you. I will.

[ The double has Pell's curiosity, see, and none of the restraints. And where Pell would be gentle, this creature lives to cause pain and suffering. He leans forward, close enough that they're breathing the same air, and smiles. ]

We want to know just what's in that head of yours.

[ And then his mouth is over Will's, taking it in a demanding kiss. Which isn't unpleasant, honestly. Until the presence in his mind -- where Pell would nudge in, brushing the barriers aside, the double is a sledgehammer, a wrecking ball. Where usually Pell's presence is warm and gentle this creature is cold and sharp, tearing through Will's thoughts disorientingly. He digs, for the deepest and the worst, drawing forth whatever memories Will most wants to keep hidden.

What does he see? ]

[Jill knits her brow and frowns at Will as he uses the corpse as his personal doll. Disgusting. And on the other side of her, she takes note of Pell's actions. She did not want to stand around and watch them make out. Get a room you guys. Oh wait, they're in a room. Jill turns to leave Will and Pell to their 'moment' and walks toward Will, though she still keeps a sizeable distance between them.]

Why haven't you killed her yet? She too much for you?

[Maybe Will is incapable of killing someone as well trained as the real Jill Valentine.]

I am coming for you. And if you've...

[Well, there's no point in saying that. She just knows he's hurt Will. He'll pay for it.]

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