**CHAPTER ONE: SHADOWS THAT SCREAM**

*(Silent Killers Edition)*

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### **OPENING SCENE: THE GHOSTS ARRIVE**

**11:47 PM. The Docks.**

The warehouse stood like a rotten ribcage, its broken beams jutting into the storm-choked sky. Rain slashed sideways, biting into the concrete where **two figures emerged from the darkness—black from head to toe, faceless, nameless.**

**Rylan** lifted a single gloved hand. *Wait.*

His fingers moved in sharp, precise signs:

*"Twelve. Six left. Six right. Heavy arms."*

Beside him, **Dakot tilted her head**, rainwater sliding off her matte-black mask. A giggle escaped her—**a sound like a scalpel scraping bone.**

*"Oh, this’ll be* delicious*,"* she whispered.

( dakot outfit)

Rylan didn’t answer. He never did.

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### **THE KILLING STARTS (NO TALKING, ONLY BUTCHERY)**

**Rylan moved like a blade thrown by God.**

( Rylan outfit lol)

A guard rounded the corner—Rylan’s arm hooked his throat, *yanked*. The man’s spine cracked against his knee. **Dead before he hit the ground.**

Across the room, **Dakot was painting the walls.**

She plunged a knife into a man’s thigh, *twisted*, and rode him to the floor as he screamed. Her free hand muffled him—**not to silence him, no.** To **feel** his breath die against her palm.

*"Shhh,"* she cooed. *"Your friends are next."*

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### **DAKOT’S MADNESS UNLEASHED (NO FLASHBACKS, ONLY NOW)**

A gunman charged Rylan from behind.

Dakot saw it.

**Her world went red.**

She lunged, tackling the shooter into a pallet of rusted nails. His gun skidded away. She pinned him, knees on his biceps, and drove her thumbs into his eyes.

*"You* looked *at him,"* she hissed

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The man shrieked. She **smiled** under her mask.

Her knife slid between his teeth, **prying his jaw wider, wider—**

*CRACK.*

His mandible split like a rotten fruit.

Rylan didn’t react. He was already snapping the next man’s neck with a **single vicious twist.**

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### **THE BLOOD RAIN (NO ESCAPE, ONLY SURVIVAL)**

The storm howled. Blood pooled between the cracks in the concrete, black as oil.

Dakot stood over her last kill, **a man missing his tongue**, and sighed.

*"No more screams?"* She pouted. *"Boring."*

( assume that she wore full clothes)

Rylan signed: *"Police. 3 minutes."*

She kicked a corpse. *"Ugh. Fine."*

They vanished into the downpour, **two shadows dissolving into the night.**

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### **CLOSING SCENE: THE CITY NEVER SLEEPS**

Three blocks away, **Dakot ripped off her mask**, gulping the rain like it could wash the blood from her soul.

Rylan watched her. Silent. Always silent.

She grinned at him, **her teeth too white, her eyes too alive.**

*"Next time,"* she whispered, *"let’s make them* beg *first."* .

A siren wailed.

Rylan turned away. **But not before signing:**

*"You’re slipping."*

Dakot’s laughter chased him into the dark.

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**END CHAPTER.**

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