Leo couldn't remember what the hell happened to him last night. He had been asleep, plotting lies to try and get him hung since the last few deaths were already leading to him. But so far, he was wondering why he wasn't in bed.
Slowly, the male moved his fingers and panic filled his heart, eyes finding nothing but darkness as he realized he was tied down and blindfolded. Biting the gag out of fear, he figured he was somewhere in his own home? Or another's. The walls would've been thin then.
"So...you're awake." The male stiffened incredibly, feeling his own shoulders faintly quiver as footsteps echoed in his ears, a hand grabbing his hair and painfully forcing his head back. A muffled yell seeped into the gag as he felt his chest heave in fear, a hum of the kidnapper allowing warm breath to hit his ear. "Don't try to struggle. Or you'll get this."
All struggles stopped at the cold blade at his throat, eyes squeezing tight under the blindfold. This was the killer!? The man's voice was one he didn't recognize though... "Good boy. I'll let you go if you do me a favor. Two, technically. Willing to obey my orders?"
Leo gave the faintest of nods, whining meekly in the back of his throat and feeling the knife against every crevice of his throat. "Good boy," he mused, letting go of his hair and allow him to straighten. "Kill yourself for me. Attract the mafia and gain attention. Have knives and documents. I want you to be lynched. And you will not mention me at all. Am I clear?"
He nodded quickly, feeling the knife graze all the way down his throat to his collarbone. "Good. Now...I'll see you dead in the morning, my poor, poor Jester~." Leo felt the hilt of the weapon hit his temple and he blacked out entirely. But as he woke, he took up the new name.
Jester.
