Crap I've been caught. I was hoping to be able to help the growing witch community grow further in this era. I got sloppy. It's far more difficult in this time to collect the human parts I need.
I grabbed a hold of the man I had initially claimed as my latest prey so that I could use him as a human shield. There were at least 10 cops that I could see, probably more. I held my knife at the throat of my prey while searching with my eyes for a way to escape. There wasn't one and even if there was the cops could clearly see my face.
There was no escape. Might as well kill my final prey. A wicked smile graced my lips. My shadow behind me mimicking me. I may as well go out with a bang. I swiftly and deeply slit the man, my preys throat, allowing his body to collapse. As he fell I prepared to run at the cops to attempt more damage. I knew I likely would not reach them but it would fuck with them mentally.
The head honcho made the call and bullets were rained upon me.
The force of all of it knocked me back and sent me to the ground. My life began slipping away from me rather quickly. The knife I'd had lost somewhere amongst the grass.
I coughed and blood spurt from my mouth. Just barely could I hear approaching footsteps as my vision blurred. The last thing I heard was "The Pentagram Killer has been caught".
So how do you like it? A quick snippet of the death before going to hell. I'll have more information on the character later (probably the next "chapter").
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