A corpse was laying on the floor, sirens were being heard at the distance. The blood wasn't red as it should have been, no, there wasn't any blood. not anymore. The rain cleaned the body and the blood. A person, was standing there if we were not to check on, we could have thought the murderer was sad. The burden of this murder wasn't much to handle, not for the killer. The windy canal where the murderer threw the dead body was red, red as blooming roses. It was too bright for it to be though. Chemicals into the thick air, the scent of blood upon your skin, everything was here to make anyone throw up.
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Jade, Jade Hunter. Her, that girl, she thought that these things could only happen to other people, yet she was there, mourning that friend. He didn't deserved to die, yet his body was now six feet underground. Her world, her everything collapsed with him that day, she was now working on finding who ended her little paradise. This person, no, this monster did not deserve pity. She would find him eventually.
