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Nothing and nobody was going to stop him.
A young girls nightmare. Her two friends brutally murdered, left
He knew that she would be at the end of the road.
This was a beginning. The beginning of an era.
The time of terror, that would violently scourge like a hurricane the quiet
streets of paradise, that would leave a trail of dead bodies.
A real blood orgy.
The hunter was looking for the prey that had escaped him.
The prey had a feeling that she was being stalked.
She was there, in New Haven.
The nightmare had begun... again.
without a heart. The killer, chasing her. A promise; a deadly
whisper through the bathroom door: “I will come back for you!”
Twenty years later, a series of brutal murders shake the city of New
Haven, Connecticut. All the victims, young professional women, are
found dead, left without a heart.
Special agent Stacey Loggins is on the search for this monster, a
bloodthirsty killer who knows her every move, and who challenged her
to a deadly game.
He is the king; she is the pawn.
Stephi Loggins, Stacey’s only sister, has disappeared. The “Heartbreaker”
has challenged Stacey. She has exactly seven days to decipher
the mystery surrounding these murders. If in seven days she can
whisper in his ears his name, Stephi will live.
If she’s wrong...
The pace has been set. Time is running out. Who will outwit the other?
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The night was beautiful.
The moonlight illuminated the forest completely, giving it an unreal
ghostly aspect, like the old stamp of an horror story.
There was total silence.
The only sound to be heard was the song of a solitary owl. If like with
this, he could alert the small creatures that lived there, of the imminent danger approaching them at gigantic steps.Suddenly, a fragile figure of a woman erupts violently in the quiet of the night. “I can’t deal with this anymore.” She was running desperately between the dense vegetation, tearing violently the clothes she had on, bruising her skin with the tree branches. Her face and arms were covered in blood, but all she could think of was going deeper into the bushes, taking advantage of every small short cut she could find. However, she didn’t know where she was. She could distinguish absolutely nothing.
Only a small ray, diverging from the moon, illuminated the place where she had stopped running. She looked in all directions, looking futile for something, maybe a light or a sound, that could guide her. She was confused, totally lost in a world unknown to her. She was trying to get as far away from the evil creature that was stalking her; the monster that wanted to bury her in the abyss. Her heart was beating furiously, without control. She tried vainly to calm herself, to get her ideas in order. She was trying to find a way out. Tears of impotence, of real horror, were streaming down her cheeks. She couldn’t control the trembling of her body. A body that was trying to survive, to escape from the hell.
She had to do it, at least try. First, she had to overcome the panic that had taken hold of her. She couldn’t allow him to defeat her, to win at the end. She had escaped before.
She would do it again. “God, please help me. I ask with the little strength that I have left . Don’t let him catch me. Once you helped me; please do it again!” she prayed.
Her body refused to take another step. She was tired of running away. She had to rest, even if for just a moment, to restore her energy and keep going. Keep running away, to preserve the life that he wanted to take away from her. She tried to perceive a sound.
A sepulchral silence invaded the night. Even the owl was silent. “God,
allow me to have lost him. Give me a chance to repair the damage that I once
inflicted on him,” she said with anguish, looking up above.
However, who was stalking her wasn’t thinking of giving her any
opportunity to escape. It was the moment long waited for. The time of reward
for all his sufferings.
A light sound, almost imperceptible to the human ear, made her body
tense, prisoner of a great fear, and again, her heart rocketed to an
unsuspected level. Little by little, she turned around to look.
To confront once and for all, the killer who was chasing her in dreams
since she was a child. Someone or something emerged from the bushes; a
shadow that seemed familiar. Slowly, he was closing in on her. The dim
moonlight allowed her to see the shining metallic object that he was holding
his right hand.
The cold blade that would destroy her body, was prepared for the final
chapter. She was the one chosen. Her knees gave way under her; she would
stop fighting. She knew there was no mercy for her.
A ripping scream, inhuman, came out of her mouth when she finally saw
his face. A face she remembered from her childhood. A face she knew she
had to see again that night. Then, she was lost in the black hole of
unconsciousness. She didn’t feel anything else...