Chapter 2 (the radio host meeting)

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Allastra's POV:

I can't believe it's already the 4th of July a year after that shit head father of mine died from murder ha how ironic is that after years of abuse I'm free from him but after that murder I've been craving more an more not regular food no human flesh.

1 day later

(time skip brought to you by my dumbass)

today I broadcast the latest murder I've done oh how much detail I spoke.

Alastor's POV:

I was listening to the radio until I got bored and switched the to a different radio station but then I heard a woman's voice close to mine but more feminine I switched to that radio station and heard details about a murder that happened and then she talked about the murder of a man a husband and a father and then she said it was her father 'how entertaining' I must meet her right away.

(Time skip because I'm trying to make this fucking make sence in this time fucking line)

After I figured out she has a radio station not to far away from mine I went to meet her.

(Time skip IM LAZY OK)

after a few months of meeting with her I started to develop a weird feeling that I shouldn't trust her or something but I continued to meet with and after a year she started to act suspicious like she was hiding something so I followed her after one of our meeting and found her murdering someone who tried to rape a women "my my my what a surprise dear" after I said that she gasped and turned around to look at me with surprise "Plz don't say anything to the police" "why would I darling? I have no reason to unless I hated you wich I don't so why would I say anything" "wait what?" "I said I have no reason to turn you in to the police" "no I heard that but why are you here?" "Because I followed you darling" "oh that makes sense but why are you so calm about this?" "Because your not the only murderer in this town darling~" "oh so your the bayou killer I've been hearing about" "yes I am" "quite a surprise but one I actually like"........

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