Rotten Mango

 The summer sleep away camp for youths is held on the Island of UTOYA every single summer. About 500 teenagers will gather on the wooded island.

They sleep in tents, have bonfires, and tell creepy stories while roasting marshmallows.

But when the kids start playing games - that’s usually when the fun starts. Card games, tag, hide and seek -

A group of 11 teenagers were lying down in the grass right off the “Lover’s Path.”

“Here lay down right here and don’t move. Shhhh. Act like you’re dead.”

If a single one of them sneezes, coughs, or so much as moves - their covers are blown. They hear the footsteps getting nearer on the path… closer…

One of the 11 looks up.

There is a young guy, blonde hair, striking blue eyes - just standing over them.

She makes eye contact with him… he lifts his hand up and a black rifle appears.

He opens fire.

Out of the 11. 10 will die. 1 will survive.

Another 59 on the island will be killed within the hour. There is a mad gunman on the loose on an island full of teenagers.

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There was an emergency at Terri’s daycare. This had never happened before. Ever. 

She picked up the phone - 

“Hi, uh - there’s been a family emergency. Please come pick your children up right away. Please hurry.”

The parents rush to pick up their children and they let out a sigh of relief when they see all the toddlers are in one piece. But something is wrong with Terri. She’s rushing them into their car seats and you can just tell her mind is elsewhere. 

Once all the children are gone - Terri rushes to her phone and dials 911 - 

“Hi, it’s an emergency. I found something in my son’s closet wrapped in a plastic bag. He has a shotgun in his room… he just pulled up. Can you please just come?”

Terri kept an eye on her son that just arrived at home. 

Any louder, and Brian might hear her. 

Any louder and he might realize that his mother Terri knew what he did. 

Any louder and he might investigate and find what’s in the kitchen sink. Underneath a blue towel - lay a decapitated head and pair of hacked off hands. 

Any louder and the Cohee family would have to ask their 19 year old son - where is there rest of the body?? 

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Ruth just wanted to tell her boyfriend the truth. It’s not like their relationship sucked - he was just fine? He was kind of smart? But he lacked ambition. He was just a taxi driver… and… well she did have another big secret she was hiding from him. It was finally time to come clean.

Bryan wasn’t expecting it to hurt this much. It was bad enough to hear the love of his life had betrayed him… but to have it happen so publicly?

Bryan looks up and sees rows and rows of people staring at him. He could feel their pity radiating in the air.

He glances around - the cameras are all trained on him. Recording his every move and every facial expression.

Soon, millions of people will see the most embarrassing moment of Bryan’s life. Bryan, along with Ruth’s parents, found themselves on the reality TV show “Moment of Truth” set. They were sitting there listening to their beloved Ruth share all her deepest, darkest, secrets. The ones she had been hiding from them.

And one of them would get her killed.

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In the seat facing away from the camera, all they could see was the student’s back and her arms digging through whatever was in her lap. For several minutes, she stayed like this. Then she got up. Turned around. And looked straight into the lens of the CCTV camera in the corner. 

She locked eyes and stayed like that. They felt a chill as they watched the footage. An icy stare. Frozen in place. Then she lifted up her hands and held a body up to the camera. A cat--a campus stray, lovingly named Princess by the other University students. She grabbed the back of the kitten’s neck. Then, with her other hand, wrapped her grip firmly around the kitten’s throat and squeezed. 

Shanghai Tech’s very own serial cat killer. This is the case dubbed the ‘animal Nth rooms,’ about the world-wide cat (crush, torture, and kill) gang that was responsible for the viral video—the cat blender.

Who is behind it all? And why?

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Teenage girls start rushing to the apartment building, jumping excitedly and shouting “Hey Lindemberg! Come to the window, I came here just to see you!” 

“We like bad boys!” - it’s like a concert for a boy group celebrity. 

But Lindemberg is a ticking time bomb. He’s hiding away from the window in the apartment. 

The hollers, catcalls, hearing his name - ugh he can’t focus! He needs to focus right now. 

He stretches his arm out the window and waves his hand around wildly as a pulls the trigger on his gun. 

Pop! Pop! Pop! He shoots straight into the crowd that had formed below him - the groupies and admirers scatter - but Lindemberg is still fuming. 

He can shoot into a crowd of admirers but he can’t shoot the girl he came to kill. The one he had taken hostage just hours before. The one he had groomed since she was 12 years old. The love of his life. He’s still deciding if he should spare her or shoot her. 

Maybe he should give the big crowd below him what they came for - a show. 

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Jolly’s whole family was dead. Well, almost all of them, but she never let that get her down. But this time, her friends noticed - something was very wrong with Jolly. 

She seemed out of it at the small gathering.

Anytime someone tried talking to her - she would glance across the room. It seemed like she was waiting for someone to walk in. 

“Don’t you want to marry someone like him?” - Jolly said. 

Her friend looked at her like she sprouted another head - “Excuse me?”

“That guy over there - he just seems so peaceful and calm.”

Jolly’s friends were confused - was she talking about Shaju? He’s happily married with two kids… and not to mention… he’s her cousin. 

Her friends didn’t think too much into it until Shaju, Jolly’s new love interest, his wife and child died mysteriously… 

Was Jolly Joseph killing everyone that she felt was in her way? Or… was there something just in the curry? 

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Kenta's Tuesday morning routine was always the same — a 5 a.m. breakfast of rice, miso soup, and salted salmon, followed by his walk to work at Tomogaoka Middle School, where he greeted students at the blue gates every morning.

But today was different.

Kenta took the same route as always — turned the same corner — and dropped his briefcase onto the ground. His hand flew to his mouth. Maybe he let out a scream, maybe he didn’t – and it was all just in his head.

Shaking, Kenta read the letter:

"This is the beginning of a game

You stupid police

Try and stop me if you can

Murder is something I cannot help but enjoy

There's nothing I want to see MORE than people's deaths

Let the foul vegetables be punished with death

Let there be bloody judgment for my many years of bitterness."

On the blue metal gates of the school — right next to the sign that read TOMOGAOKA MIDDLE SCHOOL — sprouting from one of the jagged metal picks of the fence - 

The severed head of an 11-year-old.

The note was shoved in his mouth.

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Timothy, a film director, had a new script land on his desk. The movie was in its final screenwriting stages and it just needed his final approval. 

They had been working to turn Alice Sebold, the famed author of “The Lovely Bones,” they were working on turning her memoir into a movie. Her memoir was about her real life assault in college and her fight to send her violent attacker to prison.

But the more Timothy read - the more he didn’t feel right about this. There was so much wrong. The details. The evidence. 

Timothy picked up his phone - he called his private investigator.

I need you to look into Alice Sebold for me. The New York Times Bestselling author… something’s not right. I think… I think she’s lying. 

It was during the production of her movie - that it was discovered, Alice Sebold, had sent the wrong guy to prison for 16 years. 

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15-year-old Eddie comes home from his jog – changes out of his soiled clothes – and starts googling on his computer: 

HOW TO COMBAT ANXIETY. 

He’s waiting for a text message from the girl he likes - but it’s not her. 

It’s a former classmate of his – Scarlet. The message reads. 

“My brother just told me not to go to Linear Park because a woman got stabbed there.” 

Eddie replies: “Jesus – really?” 

She responds: “Yeah, they say it’s murder…”

He lets the news sink in—someone was murdered at the very park that he had just been to… When the realization of that hit, Eddie would do two things. 

One, he would hide the 5-inch knife in his room; it was covered in blood. 

And two, he would never speak again.

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All the police could do was watch the livestream - the camera was set up in a motel room. They could see in the video the girl was helplessly crying as she was assaulted by a man.

One by one - more men showed up to the motel room to assault her. 

They all stood in line in the order that they came - waiting for their turns. The victim would be found dead soon after. When news broke in the livestream chatrooms that she died - the comments started pouring in. 

“Wait, did the motel girl really die? That’s so sad… we should go relieve ourselves on her funeral portrait. One last gift from us!

“Dang, if she knew she was going to die, she should have given us her body one more time.”

The police saw the video but they had no idea who these assaulters were, who orchestrated the attack, or how to even catch them. 

All they knew was there were more victims. Hundreds of them. All victims of the Nth room. And they needed to save them before another dies. 

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