KILLER OF BLONDE COLLEAGUES

After having lived through all the aforementioned experiences and the confrontations that we have had against evil, one realizes several things that one had not previously realized, and one of those things that one had realized is how lucky we are. being alive, and we owe that to God.

With these terrifying experiences, one does not realize that the family always has to be first and not leave them until last. The following story will make us realize the importance of family, friends, and the most important thing that is the love of God.

Like any story, which begins with a rumor, this story would not be the exception since this hell began with a rumor that changed our lives, and forever.

Before I begin to tell the following story, all I will say is that it is short, fast, bloody, and unprecedented. As I am a reporter, in my work we are always in a hurry, trying to have everything they ask for on time, and in general, it is weird if we have time for ourselves.

What we did not know is that, one of our workdays, we would receive the worst news, and that that news would put our workday on a crazy roller coaster and that it would make us tremble with fear.

Two months ago, my coworkers and I have received several messages, anonymous or with names of people who have told us that they do not know who, but they are murdering their colleagues; especially to colleagues who are women, blonde and pretty.

But nobody knows the reasons why they are killing their colleagues; far from it, who or who are motivating them to carry it out.

The few people who witnessed these crimes and managed to survive that death assured them that they saw the following demons: Lucifer, Beelzebub, Amun, Leviathan, Mammon, Balberith, Verrine, Grésil, Sonnillón, Carreau, Carnivale, Belias, the Devil already VALAK.

After listening to that story, without going into details, we began to feel fear and terror at what we had heard, and we knew we had to do something about it.

The first thing that came to mind and we knew that it is the right thing to do is, inform our boss about this new murderer, who is the murderer of colleagues and who has made everyone scared to death.

As soon as we finished relating to our boss, everything we had heard up to that point, he did not know what to do and did nothing but stutter.

After he had calmed down, he poured himself a glass full of vodka and began to drink quickly.

Once he finished the glass of vodka, he stared at us and, said the following: "You are going to personally go to those places, and you are going to investigate in-depth about this murderer of colleagues, and you are going to film everything; especially if they see those happy demons" our boss ended up telling us.

And so we did. We split into a group of six to cover the story in its entirety, and we made our way quickly to the countries that we were assigned to investigate.

In each group, there was a beautiful blonde-haired colleague, and it never crossed our minds that we had to protect them, and that is something that, to this day, we regret not protecting them.

The first thing we have all done is to find out if everything they told us is true, and to our surprise and misfortune, it all turned out to be true and they all said that the murderer said the following: "That happens to them for brutes."

The only thing they omitted is the way their respective colleagues died and we did not want to know how he actually kills them, although we would end up regretting making that decision.

What happened next happened quickly that we did not have time to react or think clearly about things because we did not know exactly what we were dealing with.

One by one, all the blondes were dying in a horrible way and when the murderer finished killing them, they took out their respective faces, and that made it difficult to recognize the corpses.

The murderer killed his colleagues one a day and how he saw our colleagues who are blonde, then he made the decision to kill them, for the simple fact that they are our colleagues.

While that savagery was taking place, we saw a gigantic three-headed dog on the rooftops, along with various demons, who were more than the aforementioned.

We were able to see Abalám, Abducius, Abduxuel, Abrahel, Abraxas, Abysus and Acatriel, among other demons. No matter where they were going, we knew exactly that they were close to us because of the smell of sulfur, which permeated the environment.

The barking of the dog Can Cerbero, really managed to deaf everyone who heard him barking. Every time we looked up, we saw VALAK and the Devil, with his huge red eyes and super sharp teeth.

Sometimes VALAK appeared as a baby riding on a two-headed dragon, other times as a child or teenagers, with huge golden earrings, riding on a two-headed ostrich, and other times, as an extremely large man, all black, with huge, sharp claws, with huge horns and a gigantic tail.

Every time this murderer killed his victims, we could see how, out of nowhere, the carriage of death appeared, to take souls to hell.

After seeing that, we knew that the only thing we could do is protect our colleagues who are blonde and flee from that place and from them.

This is the first experience in which, we could not stop screaming from the terror that we were feeling at that moment. While we were screaming in terror, we were looking for a place to hide, but no matter how much we ran, they managed to catch up with us and only killed our blonde companions.

As they had mutilated the faces of the colleagues, they used it to put on instead of using their real face and after that, they continued to kill.

One of my colleagues died in a horrible and cruel way because the murderer used a saw to dismember her and rip out her heart and after that, he set her body on fire.

While that cannibal act was taking place, the murderer, with a single blink, called the Carriage of Death, to take that victim away.

The murderer only killed the blonde colleagues and left the rest alive, because we are not his targets. The survivors ended up in the asylum, and that's what happened to us.

Before we ended up in the madhouse, we saw the murderer taken to hell.