Chapter 1

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"Last night, another person was murdered. A 22 girl was murdered in her house. If anyone has information, inform the police immediately. Lock your doors, and windows, and avoid staying up late. Everyone sta-"

I turned off the TV. Stupid reporter. She doesn't have to make it hard for me. (If you can't tell, I'm the murderer she was talking about.) Damn, I'm hungry. I got up and looked in the cabinets for any food. Nothing. Great. Time to go to the store. I grabbed my wallet and keys. I grabbed my helmet and put it on. I started my motorcycle. I almost forgot to lock the door. So stupid. I locked it and walked back to my motorcycle. I start driving to the store.

*5 minutes later*

I showed up at the store. I parked and walked in. What do I want? I want some chips, candy, and maybe some soda. I walked to the snack aisle. What chips? I chose some potato chips. What else? I picked out some candies. I walked over to the drink aisle. I grabbed a few energy drinks and some Coke. I walked up to the counter. The cashier was scanning my things when I felt a tap on my shoulder. A girl looked around to be eight but had a childish look to her. She was caring a bag of M&M's.

"Can you buy this for me?"

"Sure. They don't cost that much anyways." I put them on the conveyor belt. The cashier finished scanning my items. I paid and handed the M&M's to the little girl.

"Thank you."

"No problem." I started walking out of the store.

"Have a good day sir!" She thinks I'm a guy. Ha! I guess no one can tell. I walked out of the store. I saw the little girl walk up to a woman wearing a black dress and a white mask. The little girl then pointed at me. I continued walking. I saw some girls leaving the store. Victims. I walked up to them.

"Hey, pretty ladies." 

"So, what's your name, cutie?"

"I'm Alex. How about you, precious?"

"I'm Rose"

"Can I get your guys numbers?"

"Sure thing." She wrote it down. She handed it to me. She grabbed my arm. "So, do you have any plans for tonight?"

"No, but I think I can plan some." I winked down at her. She giggled.

"We should get going then. Bye, girls!" She waved to them. They handed me their numbers before we started walking to the motorcycle.

"This is yours?" She pointed at the motorcycle. Gold digger slut. Not surprising.

"Yeah. My parents bought it for me." I don't even have parents or family. "I only have one helmet so you can take it." It'll make it easy for me to kill her without anyone noticing.

"Ok, thanks." I started the motorcycle and started driving to my house.

*5 minutes later*

I turn it off. She took the helmet off. I took it from her and went inside. She grabbed the groceries and followed me in.

"You can set our groceries on the counter." I sat my stuff down. I looked at her. "I'm going to go change." She turned around to look at me and smiled.

"Ok!" I walked into my bedroom. I grabbed a blindfold, a belt, and a knife. I sneaked up behind the girl. I put the blindfold over her eyes.

"Let's take this to the bedroom." She nodded. I took her to the guest bedroom. I pushed her down on the bed. I took her hands over her head and tied them with the belt. "You're are pretty cute, you know. It would be a shame if something happened to you." I whispered in her ear. She tensed up a bit. "Baby, don't stress. I won't hurt you." I grinned. "You got a beautiful face." I stroked her face. I cut her face with the knife. A little bit of blood dripped from it. I covered her mouth and stabbed her in the thigh. She tried to scream. She tried to get out but she forgot I tried her waists. "You are not leaving me." I cut her waist. She continued to try to scream. "You had a wonderful voice but I hate your screaming." I cut her throat. I stabbed her in the chest and stomach. Her screaming stopped and she went limp. Great. Now to get rid of the body. I snapped and her body turned to dust. Never mess with a demon. I looked down at my hand. Shit. She got blood on it. I looked at my clothes. More blood. I changed my clothes. I washed my hands. I sat down on the couch and watched stranger things.

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