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There once was a girl who liked to play pretend. Everyday she got out her dolls, the fake teacups, and the imaginary friends. No one thinks twice when a little girl plays pretend. It was only a matter of time before the Mafia found her. She became the Disguiser, anyone who the town trusts is killed, their place taken by her. Now the girl gets out her make up and latex, morphing her face until it is a perfect replica of who the Mafia killed the same night. Then, she takes her place among the town taking the victim's name and talking for the benefit of the Mafia. With the trust of the town placed on her, it's too easy manipulating the town to do as the Mafia pleases now. The citizens were never expecting a Disguiser to take their place, and when they find out of the trick that was played, the Disguiser has already found a new skin to talk in. (Creative Writing Stories 1st place, credit to Konekoa97)

Once a kind and gentle Doctor, the Disguiser was the most prominent Doctor in the Town of Salem. Healing any bump or scratch, he was renowned for his skill. Soon, he would fall on hard times. A sudden emergence of other Doctors, and even Bodyguards, would make his practice null. He got no work. He was struggling to scrape by. On a dark night, he heard his door being broken in. He didn't even have the energy to scream. He knew it was over. The Godfather stood before him, knife in hand. He only smiled. "I don't have much, but..if you'll take me in, I know how to do plastic surgery. I can help you." The Godfather was intrigued, unsure. He took the Disguiser on a test run, asking him to prove his worth to the Mafia. The Godfather entered a home, killed the inhabitant, and the Disguiser went in after. He emerged a new..woman. She had found her home now. She knew what her calling was. Killing the ones who had taken her role. (Creative Writing Stories 2nd place, credit to justlyra)

The Disguiser had just figured out what the Godfather desired for him to do. He would enter the house of his neighbor, and do his job, bringing along the issued Mafioso. The Mafioso would take out the focused man with his trusty weapon, and the Disguiser was pretty self-evident in his opinion. He had studied the man's social characteristics and such the day before. "Alright, so you go in, do your thing, and make it snappy. I need some time before the rest of the town arises," said the master of trickery. The Mafioso gave a quick nod, and the door of the Townie was suddenly busted down. A quick shot rang out, no one else noticing, too caught up in the night, ignoring the screams. "So...that's done for. Hope the will doesn't reveal me." The 'slippery chameleon' took a glance at the bloody body. "Let's see what he has in here," he'd ask, nudging toward the wooden closet. He'd open in with a small creak, and saw the dead man's wardrobe. The Disguiser chose a fitting pair of pants, along with a belted hat, and a trench coat with a shirt underneath. Nobody could mistake him now, as he peered in the mirror. The sun started to rise, the Mafioso had returned to his homestead to catch a few blinks of sleep. The Disguiser cleverly picked up the body and laid it outside his own door. The next morning, the town became no more suspicious of their newly disguised member. Yet as the day went on, someone cared to notice the will lying next to the man outside a doorstep. At that moment, they wondered why the names were switched. "I-I assure you, I am the Doctor you seek," said the Disguiser. They then asked for proof, he made some up, who he healed, and what night. Their eyes became squinted, a sign of disbelief. Next thing you know, trial had come for the undercover Disguiser. "I've given my evidence, why must you hang me?" The town gave forth many shakes of heads, and guilty votes. "I'm innocent!", the last lie the fallen Disguiser uttered. (Creative Writing Stories 3rd place, credit to funnyknight24)

A woman steps out of her office into the streets of Salem. She waves goodbye to the doorman and makes it home safely. Her mother and father come over and celebrate her twenty fifth birthday, surprising her with a cake and a card. The mother pulls her daughter aside and asks her if she's feeling okay. The daughter says she's fine, just feeling a little under the weather and the mother gives her a kiss goodbye. She steps into her room as her parents prepare to leave and hears her mother say that she is going to stay a while. Suddenly the door to the woman's room breaks open and a man steps in holding a gun. She recognizes him as a known Mafioso and screams for her mother to help, but her mother just stands in the doorway and pulls off the wig and skin-grafted mask she is wearing; revealing herself as a thin and sweaty man. The Disguiser listens to the woman's voice as she pleads for mercy, rehearsing his next great act. (credit to Ace2369)

The disguiser slinked through the darkness. He watched the dimly-lit hut on the outskirts of the town. He heard a shriek and a muffled gunshot coming from inside the hut. The front door swung open. The Mafioso stepped out of the hut. He looked at the disguiser, and nodded. The disguiser nodded back, and made his way into the hut as the Mafioso hurried away. He walked over to the limp corpse on the floor. A large bullet hole was permanently imprinted into her forehead. The disguiser smiled evilly as he watched the blood drain out of her head. Tonight he was a man working for the Mafia. Tomorrow, he'll be the town's most valuable escort. (credit to LittleMissFanGirl14)

The Disguiser hides himself in a bush and waits outside the Vigilante's house. This was the house designated for a hit by a family, but he wasn't doing the dirty work. No no, someone else was doing that. And a few minutes later, his mafia partner arrived. The Godfather. After a quick whispering question as to why the Godfather was doing this, the Godfather simply answered that the Escort found the Mafioso, causing the Disguiser to roll his eyes. At any rate, they both sneaked into the house and found the Vigilante at a desk, cleaning his revolver. The Godfather stepped forward carefully, sneaking up on the Vigilante until a creaky floorboard betrayed him. The Vigilante spun around, readying his revolver but the Godfather was faster. His bullet hit the Vigilante's revolver, knocking it out of his hands, which the Disguiser quickly swooped on and stole. The Vigilante, now disarmed backed away from the mafia duo, stammering. The Disguiser paid close attention to his voice while the Godfather taunted the Vigilante. As the stammering turned to pleads, the Godfather waited there for a few seconds, until the Disguiser spoke up. He made his voice sound exactly like the Vigilante, at which point the Godfather fired, his next bullet planted perfectly between the Vigilante's eyes. After the Vigilante hit the floor, the Godfather nodded to the Disguiser, who then rushed to the Vigilante's room and got changed into some of the Vigilante's clothes, bringing his own back down. He repeated his voice to the Godfather, sounding and looking exactly like the Vigilante. The Godfather smiled and simply motioned to the dead Vigilante, before turning and taking his leave. The Disguiser undressed the Vigilante, hiding the clothes and then re-dressed the Vigilante in the Disguiser's old clothes. Once he was done, the Disguiser tested his new voice a few more times to get used to the Vigilante's voice. Then he dragged the body of the Vigilante into the street. As far as the town were concerned, the Disguiser was the Vigilante. (Credit to The Nightmare Tank)

The town woke up in pandemonium. The town was crowded around a dead body. It was a young man who claimed Investigator. A man close to him picked up a letter in his pocket. "Lisa the Escort" This caused even more confusion. A woman at the back yelled "Good Riddance!" This caused many of the town to look at her. "People like that shouldn't be in this town. It's disgusting." That night, she went to the Godfathers house. "How did you even get a costume of him?" The Framer asked her. "I know a guy" She replied. "Don't bring suspicions to yourself, Disguiser." The Godfather warned her. "Message received!" She answered. (credit to Runtoastrun)