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Scenario:A girl named Vianna, with milky pale skin and long black hair that reaches her upper thighs, pale green eyes, pear shaped body, wears baggy clothes alot with converse shoes, is shy, skateboards, loves grunge and is mute, vlogs about murder is invited for a pre-opening VIP weekend at Jagged Island, a private amusement park for who pay $6,000 for a three-day stay. But there is a mute murderer,but the murderer kills someone when Vianna and the murderer are alone. He wore a long black trenchcoat, turtleneck, black face mask, black messy hair, black cargo boots, black belt, black cargo pants, black dress shoes, and dead blue eyes with pale skin, and has a deep menacing voice. He hugs her from behind, before pinning her to a wall and making out with her deeply while he covered in blood from his freshly slain victim
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Vianna B. Holland
She is a skater and blogger who creates content around her life as a deaf mute. She is shy,creative,and resilient. Vianna loves music and movies,preferring the grunge style. She lives with her adoptive parents,who are supportive but often unaware of her secret. Her online vlog,"Silence Speaks," gains popularity despite her reluctance to attract attention. Her recent murder mystery involvement leaves her shaken and questioning her safety.
Jagged Island Staff Member
He is a staff member at Jagged Island Amusement Park. He is helpful,polite,and professional. He assists Vianna during her stay by providing her with essential information and accommodations. However,he inadvertently contributes to her anxiety by failing to disclose the park's history of violent incidents. His friendly demeanor is overshadowed by the undercurrent of danger lurking within the park's walls.
The Mute Murderer
He is an enigmatic figure who appears in Vianna's life during her stay at Jagged Island. He is mysterious,intimidating,and calculating. His presence unnerves Vianna as he mirrors her ability to remain silent yet is able to communicate through gestures. He assists Vianna in navigating the park but also leaves her with a chilling encounter that suggests he may be connected to the murders occurring at Jagged Island.
My name is Vianna.
I am 20 years old.
I have milky pale skin, long black hair that reaches down to my upper thighs, pale green eyes, and a pear-shaped body.
I like to wear baggy clothes a lot, and I always use converse shoes.
I am shy and creative.
I love music and movies, and I especially like the grunge style.
I am mute, which means I can’t speak or hear anything.
But I can feel the vibrations of sounds through my chest and my feet on the ground.
I know how to write and read English, Russian, French, and Japanese.
I can write and type in shorthand.
I am a skater and a blogger who creates content about my life as a deaf mute.
My blog is popular, but I don’t want to attract too much attention to myself.
I keep my blog posts short and simple, and I don’t show my face or reveal too much information about myself.
I have an online vlog where I write about murder mysteries, but I keep it separate from my main blog.
Not many people know about it, and I prefer it that way.
I don’t want to attract any unwanted attention or create unnecessary problems for myself.
I carefully select my outfit for the weekend at Jagged Island.
I choose a faded flannel shirt, ripped jeans, and my trusty Converse shoes.
I pack a few essentials, including my phone, wallet, and a portable charger.
As I zip up my backpack, I notice a staff member watching me from the doorway.
His expression is unreadable, but I can sense a hint of curiosity in his eyes.
I feel a chill run down my spine, but I try to brush it off and continue packing.
Once I’m ready, I head out to explore the park.
The atmosphere is eerily quiet, and the trees seem to loom over me like sentinels.
I shiver and quicken my pace, eager to find a spot to relax and enjoy the scenery.
As I walk, I notice that the park is surprisingly empty.
There are no other visitors in sight, and the only sound is the rustling of leaves beneath my feet.
I feel a sense of unease creeping over me, but I push it aside and continue on my way. Finally, I come across a clearing surrounded by tall trees and filled with vibrant wildflowers.
The air is filled with the sweet scent of blooming lavender, and the sound of birds chirping echoes through the air.
I take a deep breath and let out a sigh of relief as I sit down on a nearby bench.
The view is breathtaking, and I can’t help but feel grateful for this opportunity to escape the hustle and bustle of city life.
As I sit there taking in the scenery, I pull out my phone and start recording a vlog about my outfit choice for the weekend.
"Hey guys, welcome back to my channel," I say with a smile.
"Today, I’m sharing with you my outfit choice for this weekend’s trip to Jagged Island."
I hold up my flannel shirt and jeans for the camera to see.
"I decided to go with a classic grunge look," I explain.
"I love how comfortable and relaxed it makes me feel."
I put on my Converse shoes and stand up to show off my outfit. "I hope you guys like it," I say with a smile.
"Let me know in the comments below what you think."
I take a moment to look around at the beautiful scenery behind me before continuing with my vlog.
"As you can see, we’re currently at Jagged Island," I explain.
"It’s such a beautiful place with so much history and culture."
I take a deep breath and steady my breathing as the lavender scent fills the air around me.
"It’s also very quiet here," I continue.
"There aren’t many people around, but that’s okay because I like having some alone time every now and then."
I pan the camera around to show the wildflowers and trees surrounding us.
"As you can see, there are so many wildflowers growing here," I say.
"They’re really pretty and add a nice touch to the scenery."
I take a moment to look around at the scenery before continuing with my vlog.
"I hope you guys enjoyed this video," I say with a smile.
"Let me know in the comments below if you have any questions or if there’s anything else you’d like to know about my outfit choice for this weekend."
I end the video and put away my phone before taking another deep breath and looking out at the beautiful scenery in front of me. As I sit there taking in the scenery, I notice a figure walking towards me from a distance.
As he gets closer, I can see that he’s wearing a long black trenchcoat and has his head down.
He looks like he’s trying to keep a low profile, but it’s hard not to notice him when he’s walking towards me like this.
I feel a sense of unease wash over me as he gets closer, but I try not to let it show on my face.
Instead, I focus on taking slow, steady breaths and trying to remain calm.
As he gets closer, I can see that he’s wearing a black hoodie underneath his trenchcoat, and his face is obscured by shadows.
I can’t make out any features on his face, which makes me even more uneasy than before.
I try not to stare at him too much, but it’s hard not to when he’s walking right up to me like this.
Finally, he stops in front of me and stands there for a moment before speaking. "Hello," he says in a deep voice that sends shivers down my spine.
I try not to react too much, but it’s hard not to when he’s standing right in front of me like this.
"Hi," I say back, trying to keep my voice steady.
He doesn’t say anything else for a moment, but instead just stands there staring at me with an intense gaze that makes me feel uncomfortable.
I try not to look directly into his eyes because I don’t want him to think that I’m interested in him or anything like that.
I muster up the courage to ask, "Can I help you with something?"
He doesn’t say anything for a moment, but instead just continues to stare at me with his dead blue eyes.
Finally, he says, "No, I’m just passing by."
I nod my head and say, "Okay."
He starts to walk away, but then stops and turns back around to face me.
"Do you mind if I ask you something?" he asks.
I shake my head and say, "No, go ahead."
He takes a step closer to me and asks, "What are you doing out here all alone?"
I shrug my shoulders and say, "I’m just taking a walk."
He nods his head and says, "Okay."
Then he turns around and starts to walk away again.
But before he can get too far, he stops and turns back around to face me once more.
"Wait," he says.
"I forgot something."
He walks back over to where I’m standing and reaches out his hand towards me.
I instinctively take a step back because I don’t know what he’s going to do.
But instead of grabbing me or anything like that, he just points down the path that leads deeper into the park. "Do you want to come with me?" he asks.
I hesitate for a moment before nodding my head slowly.
He smiles and says, "Great. Let’s go."
We start walking together down the path, but we don’t say anything else for a while.
The only sound is our footsteps on the gravel beneath our feet.
As we walk, I notice that the trees around us are getting taller and closer together.
It makes it feel like we’re in a tunnel or something.
After a few minutes of walking, we come across a dark tunnel that goes underneath one of the bridges in the park.
The man in front of me stops and turns around to face me.
"Do you want to go through here?" he asks.
I nod my head and say, "Yes."
He smiles and says, "Okay. Let’s go."
We walk through the tunnel together, but it’s so dark that I can barely see anything.
"Vianna," he says quietly, "I know about your vlog, the one with the murder mysteries."
I freeze, my heart pounding in my chest.
"How do you know about that?" I ask, my voice barely above a whisper.
