Murder in the moonlight

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The water ran under them, like the pipes at a home. It was cold, so was their shoes. The man was freezing from the inside out, the night air not helping to keep him warm as he struggled to breathe and gain his footing after running up the creek that stretched off of the falls In front of him, but in front of them was the woman. No, not a woman. Not to him atleast. In his eyes; in his vision stood a goddess, standing on a small rock as she looked at him. The audio in his ears twisted his brain fully, the small birds saying goodnight in the creepiest ways possible; pausing in between every tweet as an owl circled the glowing moon. The small bugs and squirrels moving below and above him on the trees that grew in the darkness and trapped him on the edge with nothing but the stream to keep him from the confines of the forest. The luminescent space rock floated immaculately in the sky, undisturbed by any clouds as it illuminated the faces of the people and refracted of the stream to keep the floor constantly moving washing away the mans stability and feelings as he stood there staring at the woman he wanted to spend his life with -the woman he'd give anything for and betray anyone to keep. This woman held a metal gun to his heart and clicked the switch to bring the mechanism to life, penetrating his body and trust. But to be betrayed like that by her hurt more then that and allowed him to truly experience that no heartbreak is the same as another as his heart filled with her and was emptying itself of blood with the help of the lead embedded there. His knees felt weak but he couldn't get the stunning woman out of his mind. Her black hair was tied up in a ponytail with only a few straggled strands left to outline her face as some shabby bangs, but they worked perfectly and encapsulated the man as he fell in love with this woman again, her sad smile not telling him anything as she outstretched her arms as to welcome him. But her true intentions were still unclear to his delusional mind as he still believed her to be amazing and innocent. Her red dress was silky and sent the moons rays back up at it as if to challenge which one of them would be the spotlight this night. The red faded into black dots as the mud creeped up the seams. He reached out to her but his arm wouldn't move. He just wanted to hold her one last time for one last night.

The lady had a sad smile on her face as she realised this was never gonna be her last kill, not after the countless lives she had already took that night and now she had to take the final witness, her husband. Her ring finger felt constricted as it clung to the ring placed there, he heart had the same pain. She raised the gun again, her hands almost failing to hold it still as she saw the man smile as his knees gave out as he let out a scream "THANKS RENA, I LOVE YOU!!!!!!" he went to get back up, staring at Rena with a pleading look, she closed her eyes and let the explosion rip through her eardrums, the vibrations stopping and turning into a nice hymn of nightlife as the mans body rolled down the hill. Never to be found again.

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