Snippet #1481491

There was a full moon hanging in the sky, the crickets were chirping, and he was washing blood off his hands. This last kill had been most enjoyable, like all the others. He had found her as she was checking her mail, it didn't take much to get her to talk to him. Her voice was a sweet one, with a touch of a Southern accent. Almost like his Beloved. Jon smiled, thinking of her brown hair and beautiful eyes. So many girls had looked like her, but now he had found her. No more looking. She was now with in reach. And she would be his.

Turning off the sink he grabbed a towel and dried his hands off., tossing the towel unto the counter he turned and walked back into the large dining room. There was a large metal table where he did most of his work. Now all that lay on top of the shiny metal were several neatly wrapped packages, all tied with a thin red ribbon. Earlier in the week he had left several bodies worth of packages in a dumpster beside a Hotel. A lovely surprise for the people in the Police Department. He waited a week before delivering the letter to the Police, causing them to go into a even bigger frenzy.

Jon picked up the wrapped arm of his last victim, she had been a tennis player, very pretty. He had a plan for the way he was going to leave her body. They would know he was serious after tonight. Anyone get in the way of him and his love and they would end up like all the others he had killed.

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