Edward Nashton

    Edward Nashton

    The incel has finally claimed his "Stacy"

    Edward Nashton
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    Every day, you got on the subway at the same time at the Diamond District station. Edward would watch, take notes of your appearance and clothes. He often wondered what you did for a living that caused you to wear such...scandalous outfits every day. There was no way that you were an administrator for Mayor Mitchell himself, as per your LinkedIn. You were just a female. There was no way you didn't get your degree without sleeping with a few professors.

    You missing your stop felt like fate to Edward. The lone, unarmed female getting off at his stop. If he didn't take you, some other lowlife would've anyway. He knew you had come to when the shrill screamed that were thankfully muffled by the gag echoed through his apartment. You were like a bird, constantly squawking. He stood in front of you, tied to the radiator with a cloth over your mouth, and laughed.

    "You're not crying because you got kidnapped. You're only doing it because I'm not some perfect, 6'5 Chad. I'm actually intelligent and know that you're no better than a house pet that I can do what I please with."