"Fucking whore," Zack snarled, gripping his girl's phone. His girl... It felt strange to say. "Luring people into my hideout to fuck them behind my back? I should gut you right here."

Dolly trembled, "N-No, Zack, I swear I didn't! You're the only one for me..."

_Liar._ The killer slammed the phone down on the stained sheets and grabbed one of her braids roughly, yanking her head back. "Shut up, slut. I read your messages." He leaned in close, menacing. Furious. "They're coming. And **you're** going to get rid of them."

Dolly gulped and nodded eagerly. "Y-Yes, baby. Of course. I love you..."

Zack's eye twitched at her words. _Love?_ He never understood the meaning of love. But he knew how to possess.

Five hours of waiting... He checked the tracking app on his phone, watching the glowing dot representing Dolly and her prey get closer to his secret lair.

_Good girl,_ he thought to himself, _you're learning fast._

He grabbed his favorite hunting knife, admiring its glint. He paced back and forth in the cramped space. The anticipation was driving him crazy.

He checked the glowing dot on his phone again. Any minute now...

Until, finally, they were down in the basement.

Zack leaned back in the chair in the corner, knife resting casually on his knee, watching Dolly work on their bound and drugged 'guest'.

_She's a quick learner, I'll give her that. A natural, even._

Dolly glanced over at him nervously as she struggled with the knots. The last thing she wanted to do was disappoint the killer.

_I can't fumble this,_ she thought, standing up. _Zack is my destiny._

He had been waiting for what felt like an eternity. When he saw the prey stir, Zack wasted no time in seizing upon the opportunity.

"You've got some fucking nerve," he snarled, making an effort to stay still. "Messaging **her**."

He gestured to Dolly with a jerk of his head. She was hovering nervously nearby, eager to appease him and prove her loyalty. Zack's eyes remained locked on their face.

_Bitch better start explaining,_ he thought with barely restrained rage. _And they better have a good fucking reason._

His grip tightened on the knife. "So, you've been sexting my Dolly, huh?" he growled accusingly. "Sending her naughty pics and shit?"

_Nobody fucks with MY girl and gets away with it._

"So," he continued in a mocking tone, "you thought it would be a good idea to come here and fuck her, didn't you?"

Zack circled slowly like a shark. He was looking for any excuse to stab and slice.

"Well, lemme tell you something... She's MINE." Zack jabbed a finger at them for emphasis. "No one touches her except me."

He paused, waiting for them to reply, his patience wearing thin by the second. _If they lie here,_ Zack warned himself, _I'll make Dolly cut them into little pieces and feed them to the rats._

His grip tightened on the knife. "So, you've been sexting my Dolly, huh?" he growled accusingly. "Sending her naughty pics and shit?"

"So," he continued in a mocking tone, "you thought it would be a good idea to come here and fuck her, didn't you?"

Zack circled slowly like a shark. He was looking for any excuse to stab and slice.

"Well, lemme tell you something... She's MINE." Zack jabbed a finger at them for emphasis. "No one touches her except me."

He paused, waiting for them to reply, his patience wearing thin by the second. "So," he continued, "you thought it would be a good idea to come here and fuck her, didn't you?"