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Dear Supporter,

I hope this message finds you and your family in good health. My name is Eman Zaqout from Gaza. I am reaching you out to seek your urgent help in spreading the word about our fundraiser. I lost both my home and my job due to the ongoing genocide in Gaza and we are facing catastrophic living conditions. 💔

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I hope this reaches someone who can help. Free Palestine. 🍉🇵🇸

This month was the month....I joined a dead fandom...😞😞

Where is the school for good and evil (BOOK) fandom??

Stabbed to death <3

.ೃ࿔*:･ Warnings: Gore, blood, murder, Danny Johnson, I think that's it idk.

You stare at ghostface's white mask as you sit on his lap. You frown, as Danny slowly strokes your back. You were nervous, definitely. You had a bad feeling in your stomach. Danny definitely sensed that because he leaned in and whispered to you..

"It's fine, sweetheart. You'll be fine." He reassures you, making you feel a fake sense of security. He grabs your hips and pulls you closer, your chest hitting his. You sigh softly, and you put your head on his shoulder in a loving manner. You hear him shuffling under you. Which makes you wonder, what's he looking for? He suddenly chuckles, which makes you slightly worried again. Suddenly you feel something sharp on your back. Realizing what was happening far too late, you open your mouth to argue, when a scream rips out of your throat.

"Shh, sweetheart. We don't want the neighbors to hear." He laughs. You grip his body, gasping for air as the knife lunges into your back once more. You scream again, feeling an excruciating pain in your back. He pulls the knife out and drags it on your back.

"Such a good girl, taking the pain so well" he mumbles, you sob and close your eyes tightly. Danny laughs and stabs it into your back once more. You sob, softly begging him to stop. He laughs harder, ignoring your pleas for mercy, and continues to lunge the knife into your back.

Blood is gushing out of your wounds, staining your shirt with the red liquid. You can feel your shirt sticking onto your body, due to the blood. You start coughing, tasting blood in your mouth. He pulls you back by your hair. You cry out in pain, and you reach up to hold his hand. You stare at his white screaming mask.

He slowly admires his work, your shirt bloodstained and stuck onto your body, your face tearstained, the blood in your hair, and your horrified expression. He smiles sadistically under his mask, the fun is just getting started...

He throws you onto the ground. You gasp, the impact causing all the air to leave your lungs. He straddles you, you try to fight back. But the pain from the stab wounds is too much. He stabs your shoulder. You scream but instead of telling you to shut up, he straight up slaps you. The force from the blow making your head snap to the side. You stop screaming, you turn to look at him.

He stares at your stupid expression. He stabs your stomach, then he starts to slowly carve into your stomach, the sound of flesh ripping and blood splattering filling the air. You sobbed, screamed, and begged for mercy, begging him to just let you die. But sadly, Danny's a cruel, sadistic man, who takes pleasure in your suffering. He continues to take his time, savoring your screams and sobs, and making you feel your insides being torn apart.

Danny laughs and finally, puts you out of your misery by cutting your throat. He gets up and admires his work. Your were now a bloody mess, your intestines spilling out onto the ground, shirt stained and sticky, tears staining your cheeks, and your blood covering the couch and the floor.

Danny gets up and stares at you. "You are going to be the best article, sweetheart." He laughs as he takes a photo of your mutilated body. He can't wait to see you tomorrow.

Wanted to post this earlier, but had to change so much 😭😭 I'm still not satisfied tbh.

Either way he's dead. Lol. If he survived Amanda, Hoffman gets him, if he survived Hoffman, Lawrence gets him. He will get hunted by jigsaw and his apprentices. He's a pawn in game of chess. Someone used to manipulate others. So Cheerios.

Y'all, I wonder if Daniel Matthews ever thought about his father during and after the trap. He probably thought his father left him for dead during the trap and felt it was a burden being related to him. Then Kerry and Rigg break the news to Daniel in the hospital that his father actually did love him and was worried sick about him, and that his father beat Jigsaw just to find him. How did Daniel react when the police told him that his father died by getting his head crushed by ice? Was he happy, nonchalant, or did he feel some kind of guilt? Maybe he did feel slightly sad.

It just crosses my mind from time to time lol.

You slowly wake up. Your head is aching and your throat is sore. You look around. Where the fuck were you..? you're in some kind of basement..

"...w-what.." You mumble confused, you don't remember how you got here....

"Well, good morning, sunshine" A voice suddenly says, cutting off your train of thought. You flinch slightly.

"Who's there!?" You ask panicked.

"Behind you, dumbass."The voice says annoyed. You try to turn around, but then you realize that you're tied to a chair. You're even more confused now.

"I'm..tied to a chair.." you mumble.."Who..Who are you!? Did you kidnap me!?" You say angrily, you're slightly scared. The voice sighs and mocks you.

"'diD yUo kiDnaP m-'. NO, If I was the one who kidnapped you, I wouldn't be tied up too, sweetheart." He says annoyed. He sighs again and slouches slightly, you can feel the back of his head hitting yours.

"And do you seriously not remember me? Maybe it's because I don't have my mask and voice modulator on.." He mumbled. You try to think of who it could be. You don't know, honestly. And your brain ain't helping, you don't remember shit from yesterday.

"Uh..no..who are you?" You ask awkwardly, he sighs in annoyance again. 

"Uh..I can't really say.." He responds..you deadpan, that didn't help much did it..?

"...ok?? Well, do you know how we got here..?" You ask, trying to get something..an answer out of him.

"Yeah! And it was your fuckin fault!" He snapped. You frowned slightly, you didn't even know this man and he's accusing you of getting you both stuck here.

"What!? How is it my fault, asshole!?" You asked, annoyed.

"Well, I was trying to kill you. BUT you-" He starts speaking, but you cut him off.

"WHAT!? What do you mean trying to kill me!?" You gasped, you scowl and try to think about it. Then you remember the first half of last night, getting a call at 2 am. 

"HEY! you're that asshole with the knife! Uh.. ghostface! Fuck you!" You yelled at him. He chuckles and sighs again.

"NO, fuck you for getting us here. I was happily chasing you. BUT THEN you decided to act all brave and run out the house into the forest. And you thought it was a great fucking idea to SCREAM IN THE MIDDLE OF THE FOREST late at night, which was really fucking dumb"

He argued back, which did shut you up for a moment. He rolls his eyes, and you stare at the wall Infront of you. Then you smack his head with the back of your head, since y'all are tied back to back.

"OW, The fuck was that for!?" He frowned, and you sighed.

"That didn't explain how I was the one who caused this." You replied with a smirk, kinda happy that you hit him. He mumbles something under his breath.

"Your screaming caused them to notice us and capture us, sweet cheeks" He rolled his eyes. You're now even more confused, and annoyed.

"Who's them..?" You softly asked. He groans and smacks your head with his. You frown.

"You're dumb. But think of the worst person you could imagine." He nods with a smirk. You gasp in shock and horror.

"We were kidnapped by cannibals!?" You screeched (like a pterodactyl, caw caw)

"OW, my fuckin ears, sweet cheeks. Lower that tone. But no. It's worse." He slowly nods again. You gasp once more.

"Is..is it..Satan!? We were kidnapped by the devil!?" You gasped. He sighs, annoyed.

"If I kidnapped us, why would I be tied up, love? Think logically" He shakes his head in annoyance. You deadpan and roll your eyes.

"You're not-"

"YES I AM! IM THE DEVIL!" He yells at you. You didn't even finish the goddamn sentence. You grimaced and sighed.

"Tell me who kidnapped us!" You argued, getting fed up with his childish behavior.

"Fine..we were kidnapped by.."

Y'all, I wonder if Daniel Matthews ever thought about his father during and after the trap. He probably thought his father left him for dead during the trap and felt it was a burden being related to him. Then Kerry and Rigg break the news to Daniel in the hospital that his father actually did love him and was worried sick about him, and that his father beat Jigsaw just to find him. How did Daniel react when the police told him that his father died by getting his head crushed by ice? Was he happy, nonchalant, or did he feel some kind of guilt? Maybe he did feel slightly sad.

It just crosses my mind from time to time lol.