The rain poured down on the killer, waiting in an alleyway. It was cold, it was wet, but the killer loved it.
Soon the next victim came along, holding newspaper over his head. It was a wonder anyone still read newspapers, but they did.
"Ecccchh . . ." that was the noise made when the victim was skewered on double blades. Not a satisfactory sound at all. But at least nothing was given away. Even the body hitting the ground was masked by the rain.
Water. It always came back to water.
Didn't it?
to be continued
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Return Of The Dragon
FanfictionTen years after the events of the movie Belle, a strange series of murders is taking place in Tokyo. Former virtual singing sensation Suzu Naito is reluctantly pulled back into the massive virtual world of U to solve the crime - and to clear the nam...
