𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄 ➺ 𝗯𝗶𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗺𝗶𝘀 / 𝘀𝘁𝘂 𝗺𝗮𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗿

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Quinn dug out a completely black outfit along with a white mask that wore a face that stretched the plastic into that of an eerily cheerful man.

The face was paper white with small eyes slits, the creepy grin stretching most of the face. It was unsettling to say the least. Quinn sighs once realizing she had to find a completely new look since she— unfortunately, can't sport her 'Broken Heart's Killer' attire. Not wanting to run the risk of getting recognized.

The irritation and stress from this entire ordeal fueled an unruly fire that she had tried so desperately to control. Her crimes are calculated and methodically planned— not go and kill whoever the hell she pleased. But right now she didn't care, right now she wanted to release all the stress that had been building up for months. By now it was late in the night and it was dark.

She shed her current clothes and put on the black jeans along with the black shirt and sweater. Sure it was tacky but it will get the job done. Finally, she grabs the mask and rest it on her face as she buckle it. She retrieved the knife and put her hood up. She tread towards the back door leading into the woods. The moonlight made it easy to stalk through the trees. After about 25 minutes of walking she stumbled onto a large white house overlooking a massive hill.

Guess I get to kill a rich kid.

She readies her knife in her hand as she made her way towards the back door. She jiggled the knob to no avail. She sighs and glances at a window that had the lights on. She walks past a large window to see a girl on the phone in her living room. She had straight brown hair and was wearing a grey pullover. Quinn narrowed her eyes as she sees the girl shift her head in her direction and that's when Quinn realized...

It was Sidney.

Her grin stretches. She did kinda piss her off earlier, what a coincidence. "Heh, sorry Sid." Quinn scoffs. She make her way towards the outside stairs that lead up to the upstairs patio and sees a large open window. "What an idiot." She grins. She opens the window wider and steps in before closing it behind her. She crept down the staircase careful not to step on any seemingly creaky boards. Once she got downstairs she sees that Sidney was no longer on the couch, but outside.

Perfect

Sidney had come back inside and hung up the phone setting it down with a sigh. Mere seconds later and the phone erupts once again with ringing. She walked to the phone with a groan as she turns her back to Quinn. The ravenette looks down at her knife and put it back in her pocket.

I think hands will do just fine.

She grins widely and break into a sprint making Sidney snap her head behind her. Before she could scream Quinn kicks her roughly in the stomach sending her in the wall behind her. She struggles to speak trying to get air to fill her lungs once again. She stalks over to Sidney grabbing a fist of her hair and dragging her into the air.