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During the day he shakes hands, and makes friends, claiming to be the town's best Doctor. But in the night he slowly wanders home through the streets of Salem to his humble abode. When he arrives, he pulls out a large knife and cleans it with the greatest of care, a piece of equipment for his patients, or for his victims? Little does this innocent (not really) town know that this person has been striking fear into their hearts for several nights, for in the day he acts as if he wishes to help, but in the night, he preys upon the weak and using his worn weapon; slowly makes one unlucky soul of the town suffer each night. He is their nightmare, he is a Serial Killer. "Who is next" this fiend thinks to himself, for only he truly knows who is next, each night, every citizen is left wondering what will happen. He finally decides to attack an elderly man known for his wise words throughout Salem. As he exits his home, he quickly, but quietly walks to the poor soul's house, hoping not to be seen. Finally, he arrives, and knocks on the elderly man's door. The man opens the door with a great warmness, inviting this killer inside. The instant he walks in and the door becomes shut, he pulls the overused weapon from inside his coat and pounces upon the man, taking him to the ground as a twisted smile forms across his face. He then slowly raises the large knife and drives it into the man's chest, laughing as he does so. After what little of a struggle the wise man put up is over, the fiend washes himself off, and returns to his home in the night for what little rest he can get before going back to his charade the next morning. (Creative Writing Stories 1st place, credit to Psycogger)

A man sits calmly in a jail cell, framed by moonlight pouring in from a tiny window near the top of the room. A harsh voice at the bars catches his attention, yet he does not stir. The voice speaks of the many deaths recently- both the Town and the Mafia have lost members, and the killer is still in the night. The man smiles assuredly at the voice, and it seems to grow softer in relief. It asks him his thoughts, and he tells it of a woman, surely she must be the killer. The voice sighs, and a hand motions the man forward. As keys jangle near the lock, the man moves to meet them. The Jailor frees his prisoner, and the prisoner thanks him with a knife. Daylight begins to stream through the jail as blood runs over the man's hands. The Serial Killer walks free. (Creative Writing Stories 2nd place, credit to shiilo)

"Oh, he is such a nice guy." This was one of the most frequent things said about the man who lived in the small house at the end of Smithy Road. Always quiet and wellspoken. Always polite. And yet, no one knew him very well. He had no hobbies they knew of, he kept mostly to himself and seemed to have no close friends among the town members. Had any of them watched the man more closely, they might have noticed a few strange things about him. For example, he often went on a little stroll in the middle of the night. He also owned four large freezers, which he kept in his basement. Even more odd, they had locks on them. And if any of the town members had followed the man on one of his nightly strolls, they would have been likely to see a completely different man, a man behind the pleasant mask he showed to gullible town's folk in the sunlight. But of course none of them did. No one suspected him at all. He was safe. And he could continue his work. Oh yes, he had a mission. He would cleanse this town one by one. And when his grand work of art was finished and this town finally purified, he would be free and could finally rest. Finally be at peace. The man smiled contentedly as he donned his cloak and headed out into the night. (Creative Writing Stories 3rd place, credit to Erzberger)

The helpless tortured mind of the serial killer is one we do not have the will nor the bravery to enter. He is a skilled assassin cunning and roughened by his mental health and the blade he fell upon. He plans to depose of all who dare defy him under any circumstance in the most twisted of ways. It is clear you don't want to be on the bad side of one of the most wicked, insane, people who lives in Salem. He kills his friends, family, and finally the town. The brothers and sisters he once shared time with slips under the bloody path of the tortured mind that one smiled upon him. Revisited as he drags his unfortunate victim onto the cobble streets covered by the night. Unrelenting force and almost impossible to stop, the Serial Killer is a threat at large to both Mafia and Town. (unregistered contributor)

In the Salem Penitentiary, a hopelessly depraved soul sits in a dark corner of his solitary confinement cell. This person has been accused of murder in every degree and has been sentenced to death row. A master artist with a blade, the Serial Killer, is a dangerous foe to both Town and Mafia, but coming events call for desperate measures. A note is slipped under his cell door with a key, a knife, and a letter that reads "The Family sends its regards." The Serial Killer slips out of their solitary confinement cell that night. With a grim smile, the Serial Killer begins their gruesome work, one person at a time. (credit to Ace2369)

The Serial Killer was once a surgeon, exiled from his position for his “experiments” on living people. He now resides in the town, putting on a facade of sanity during the day. He seethes underneath, barely able to keep from striking down the townspeople. At night, that mask slips to reveal the broken mind inside. He stalks out each night, taking with him only his scalpel. One by one, house by house, he performs his experiments. Night after night, house by house. (Credit to SOURCECODE01)

Once a normal child, the serial killer sat alone in the dark. She cried and cried. Wondering ''when will I be pretty? ''The town members mocked her for wearing unique clothes, often dressed in almost men like clothes. Her hair was never in a fancy updo like the rest of the kids. The escort was the worst because of her beauty she would torment the young girl the most. On a cold winter night, joking teenagers came into her room and wrote profanity and insults on the young girls mirror.. Something snapped in the young girls dark heart. Instead of crying like she use to, she smiled. Her smile stretched across her face. The escort and the rest of the teenagers were terrified. They thought she was insane. The serial killer walked up to the mirror and smashed it, her smile still very large, went up to the kids, and slashed their necks. Every night, the serial killer murders a town member for revenge. Every dark night she does so, the serial killer puts on deep red lipstick, made from the her previous victim. While she applies her lipstick she wonders... ''Am I pretty yet? ''(unregistered contributor)

A young girl was being tormented by bullies every day. One day the newly elected mayor came over to her and told her "Your so stupid we might as well put you in an asylum for stupidity and ugliness along with my old rival,". He did just that and she was in the same cell in an asylum with the soon-to-be Godfather. the Godfather rambled on about revenge and a "Family". She listened to him and her mind twisted. When they were let out everyone was an adult and she wasn't remembered at all. She wanted revenge on everyone and be free, not under the Godfather's orders and not to join his family. She seeked out anyone, including the one who got her into this and slit their throat. Then she smiled and left a bloody note decides their will. She refused to be alive with anyone except her fellow crazed ones such as the witches. (unregistered contributor)

After being released from the Salem Asylum after being 'Claimed' to be no longer Insane, the lost soul goes home, and rests. He wakes up the next day, and shows his evil eyes as he looks at the other victims as they look around in fear. At night, he grabs his knife, and heads out, sensing danger from every corner. He sees an Escort, a Bodyguard, a Jailor, and a person sitting on his porch. He runs towards the mysterious figure outside of a small cage. He pins him down, and one minute later, the figure stops moving. The Serial Killer is out to get his revenge, one by one; making sure his victims suffer a great pain before they head to the afterlife. (unregistered contributor)

"I'm not insane!" shouts the simple man. The Doctor jots these notes down and said "I'm not saying your insane, just the thoughts of murder is inhumane." The voices in the simple man is overpowering the Doctor though, The thoughts are telling him to murder the Doctor, then leave all of this behind. Ignoring the Doctor's voice, The simple man looks for a weapon to kill the Doctor, since the voices are pounding his head. He sees the scalpel on the side table. The simple man says to the Doctor,"I am not insane. I AM NOT INSANE!" and jumps for the scalpel. The Doctor, an excellent psychologist, knows what this means. Terrified of the man now, jumps up and runs for the door. The man, faster than the Doctor, stabs the Doctor and drops the scalpel. He had just murdered, a bad deed, but this stopped the voices in his head. the newborn Serial Killer knows his existence now. To murder is a bad deed, but a good deed to him, since the voices are reappearing every night. For vengeance of being accused of being insane. He grabs the scalpel, rubs the blood off, and walks out of the room feeling happier than he has ever felt. He will kill again, The voices are starting to returning.... (credit to Setpep)

Walking to give some crazy his next meal, the Jailor sneaks some bits of bread off of the plate. He slowly unlocks the door. But, little to his knowledge, this prisoner hid the last knife for his meal in his pocket. The Jailor, unaware of this threat, walks in a sets down the trey. In a split second, the jailor lay dead on the ground, stabbed by one of his own tools. Licking the bloodied knife, the prisoner walks out of cell, locking the jailor's body in of the cell he was sentenced to rot in. Now it was his time. He swore vengeance on the town before he was sent to jail. Every Town member will fall and anyone else that is unlucky enough to be around him. Toying with all the other prisoners before finally leaving them all to a fate of starvation he starts his path of murder. This now Serial Killer will end this town, or so he thought. The night he arrived in town, a beautiful woman tried to distract him, ending in her death. The morning following, everyone was aware of him, and everyone knew it was him. The woman left a note of her actions that night. Being walked to the noose, he tries to convince the town, but only to his dismay. (Credit to GabrielCapone)

It was night 2 in Salem, when Jenna, a citizen, came home at nearly 4:00 AM. She jogged to her room and took her jacket off, revealing the blood stains on her shirt. "You did it again," she whispered, starting to cry. She took a deep breath. "It's okay, it's going to be okay. At 7:00 AM, only 12 of the 14 people came out of their houses. One person was killed the first night, by Jenna, and one of the two killed night 2 were killed by her. The man next to Jenna's victim picked up her will. He read, "Julie the Lookout, night 1, watched #3, visited by Jenna." He looked up at her. "#3 was killed night one! You're the serial killer!" She responded in a worried way, "No I didn't. It was a coincidence surely." When it was time to vote, nearly everybody voted to send her up. When she was sent up, her defense was, "Julie was lying, she just didn't like me. Why would you trust somebody who wouldn't announce this?" During the voting, none of the 11 people abstained. She was surprised to see that all 11 votes were guilty. She was given her final words, and she says, "I know the one-man Mafia. Good luck." She was hung, and her will was announced. The same man who figured out that she was the serial killer read her will. "The one-man Mafia member is Old Man Jenkins. Yeah right. There's no way we can trust her." Several more nights passed, and two people remained, Old Man Jenkins, and the same man before. It was Day 7, and night was approaching, after the two lynched his only ally. "She was right," the man whispered, looking at the old man, a few houses down. "Good night son," Jenkins yelled with a crazy smile. The next morning, blood was found on the ground on the man's sidewalk. The one-man Mafia killed the entire town. Not David Brown

Never go out after dark and always keep your doors locked, this is what the town did, for they were being hunted, hunted by the serial killer of the town of Salem, but why was he hunting them, none of them knew the answer, all they knew is that they were going to have to stop him or they were all going to die, no one is a bigger threat then him, not even the mafia, the mafia was a group of organised crime but the serial killer was something else entirely, what order could there be in all this senseless killing, but little do they know he isn't just a psychopath, he's a psychopath with a plan, his targets may seem random but there is order within the chaos, he targets those who pose the biggest threat to him, the sheriff or investigator that could find him, the jailor who could lock him up and kill him, the doctor who kept healing his targets or the medium (who he decides to kill on the first night) who could relay the information his unfortunate victims had on him to the town, no matter who it was, if they stood in his way, he decided they wouldn't be able to stand any longer, all the could do is lie down, in their graves, the town is terrified of them, the spy who has been secretly listening to the mafia at night says that they know they will die if they can't stop him, the serial killer lies his way through the day for he knows that is when he is at his most vulnerable, if the town were to find out they would have him hung immediately, but he is as skilled with his words as he is with his knives, and with all those who could discover his secret dead, he knew that the town didn't stand a chance, the sun, his greatest enemy, was going down, everyone went back into their homes, but for him it was only a temporary stop for him, he had work to do, he picks up his knife covered in blood, he sharpened it before he left, he wanted to make sure he could plunge it right into his victims heart (or any other vital organ he deemed necessary) in a single stab, after he had finished improving his already lethal weapon, he took it and wandered into the night, oh how he loved the night, it was his friend, it was his brother, it was his partner in crime, his only ally in this crazy life of his is the darkness, he was born in darkness and what others had learned to fear, he learned to take advantage of, through the night he wanders to a a townies house, he sneaks in and sees a man sleeping in bed, he looks at him and thinks "there is no point in killing him like this he would die before feeling any pain" so he wakes the man up and says "run" the man sees the serial killer holding the knife to him, he runs for his life, only fear is going through his mind, he knows that he is no match for the serial killer during the night, no one was, he ran for the door but it was locked and he couldn't find the key, he tried the windows but still no luck, the serial killer wasn't giving him a chance to escape, he was giving him a chance to entertain him, the serial killer may be mentally unstable, but he is smart, after the serial killer has had his fun, he corners his victim, he takes his knife and slits his throat, watching his victim choke on his own blood, he licks the blood off the knife, savouring the taste of his victim, while letting him watch him do this, the man falls to the floor, choking and violently twitching, the serial killer smiles psychotically and laughs uncontrollably, for it is during the death of others, that he is truly alive, when the last fragments of life escape the man the serial killer decides instead of hiding the body like most killers would do, he would drag it to the middle of town and leave it hanging with a death note next to it for all to see in the morning, the sun arises and the town look in horror and shock at one of their fallen brothers, the serial killer pretends to know nothing about the death, and just to taunt them he takes the note that he wrote and reads it out loud "this is just the beginning, soon you will all die, your time is almost up, tick tock, your time is almost up" the killing continues and the serial killer continues to avoid the town, he has killed almost all the town, only him, the veteran and the godfather remain, he tricks the godfather into voting against the townie, they hang him and the serial killer reveals his true self, the godfather knowing he is no match for the man that killed his entire mafia, surrenders to him, the serial killer walks up to him, puts his knife against his neck and says, "murder is such a beautiful thing, I would be taking that away from the world by killing you, instead I want you to go, go and tell all who you find that I am coming for them, and there is nothing left to stop me". (Credit to MattBab4)

The night was one of bone-chilling cold. The wispy wind of Salem nipped at his nose, and the soft glow of the moon provided the needed guidance through the darkness. The man stood almost alone in the courtyard, his only company his work. ''And what good work it was. ''He had to position his art just right, lest it's beauty be lost. He chuckled to himself, grinning ear to ear. He was finally done. He cleaned his tools, and walked back to his house. That morning, the townspeople awoke and sleepily shambled outside for their daily meeting. The corpse was standing, supported by rebar that had been crudely implaned in the victim. The people were unnerved. But none could be more scared than the mayor. The body was pointing at the mayor's house with a bloody note saying "Our Next Exibition."

Oh, how he couldn't wait to see the looks on their faces...

The first beams of daylight signaled everyone out of their homes, only to find the poor Medium - all mangled up, with blade wounds and blood mottling the fragile corpse. All that was left was a red-stained death note, taunting the town... As accusations were thrown left and right, the Serial Killer kept his calm. He'd been to countless towns much like this one, leaving behind dead bodies as he went - two of which were none other than his parents. Nobody suspected a thing. When moonlight suddenly struck, the town decided to return to their households and fall into the safe embrace of slumber. Finally, the serial killer was free to do as he pleased. He brandished his knife quickly, and approached the quiet home of the Investigator, when suddenly a voice called out his name. The killer turned around to find the beautiful Escort - her smile so fake, he could almost taste it.

"Hey there," the Escort began, voice seductive like silk. "I was hoping for some action tonight, and I thought maybe... you'd want to go back to my place for some sugar?" A cheap pick-up line, no doubt, but then the Serial Killer recalled the afternoon when he saw the Escort looking at him suspiciously, not as a lover - but a murderer. He knew what he had to do. He looked to the left - not a soul in sight. He looked the other way - no witness, except for the midnight air that blew freely. The Escort's expression changed from seductive to frightened as the culprit uncovered both a gleaming knife and a twisted grin.

"That's exactly why I'm here, to give the town exactly what it desires...", the Serial Killer smiled even wider. "A little bit of action."

After he was done mutilating the helpless Escort, he cleaned his blade and left behind a note sending his deepest condolences. Then, he slipped into the swiftness of the shadows that so guided his every slice.

Oh, how he couldn't wait to see the looks on their faces... (Credit to bluecap981)

Although, she was ranked even worse than the mafia, the mafia swerved around trying to kill her. They knew she was immune and wanted to turn this very town they wanted control over into a place for HER kind. Serial Killers. All around the globe he had gotten letters from his mafia that he told to go to other towns had only reported back once, they were filled with grim statement and the smell of gas or had faint traces of blood. He knew that the Serial Killer wouldn't target him or his family. Atleast he though so. At night Luna, the town serial killer killed the mafia's janitor, making the disguiser useless. They had a forger too, but he had been killed the day before. Luna knew she had to kill the mafia. She loved her role. One night she came across a witch after she told the serial killer: "I know who you are... If you help me i'll help you". She promised the witch something. Something she DESIRED. To see her sisters, The perfect twins, the Escort and Consort, Suffer. They had taunted her, Teased her, and stole the only thing she loved. Her cat. Luna had gotten the escort killed a few days ago, but she was cleaned and disguised. So she stole Emily's (the witch) cat back after brutally killing the consort. She had found the survivor, who was almost teamed with the arsonist. but Luna was a master of persuasion and now had two reliable friends... In the night she found out that the godfather was here own brother. She didn't care though, and revealed in her death note that, "Jake is the Godfather. If you want to live, kill him immediately!" and that same day Jake was lynched and Luna faked being sad when the noose tightened, and angry when he showed up as Godfather. Now Natasha knew what it felt like. To kill. She was a vigilante once, but had shot the town Bodyguard. She somehow didn't feel any guilt and asked Luna if she could spare a knife. luckily, There was no Spy in the town. So the now two serial killer sisters, Emily the witch, Lucky the magic cat and Aaron the Survivor started to go and they killed all except the mafioso-turned Godfather and lynched him. Then they turned the town arso into a hanging man the next day and changed the town quickly into a Serial Killers dream town. Along with plenty of room for witches and survivors. Soon they focused onto a bigger task. Making a country for themselves.

The Serial Killer had once served in the armed forces as a skilled combat medic. After the war, he left the army and returned home to his parents in the town of Salem. The only memory of the war he kept with him was a rather large combat knife, to remind him of his deeds and to never do evil again. His father was a Medium who helped solve crimes by magically talking to the dead and asking for clues, and his mother was a Witch. Not the bad kind who controls or curses others for their own evil motives, but one who casted spells of protection and healing. Two good, helpful magicians with only the desire of helping the town, with an ex-soldier, now a renowned Doctor, as their dear child. The family of three lived happily. Until the Witch Trials of Salem began.

Magicians were being executed left, right and centre, with no one caring about whether they did good or evil. The Trials claimed many practitioners, including the Doctor's parents. From then on, the Doctor turned Serial Killer decided to purge those who had called for the unjust deaths of his parents and the rest of their fellow helpful magicians. He took out the old Bowie knife and kissed it, before stowing his weapon in a backpack, along with the surgical kit given to him at the same time as the knife.

Since then, the Serial Killer lives two very different lives at the same time. In the day, he heals and helps; in the night, he stabs, kills and causes death. The town does not know who is doing this, but he strikes fear into their hearts, fear that he will cause the death of someone every night.(Credit to Cptrockets30)