Chapter 2

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However, the moment I had gotten up, I grunted in pain. The fatigue of playing with my victims for the whole day did not go away after sitting on the sofa for a few minutes.

Considering, that I was indeed too tired to even move, I decided to move the body into my bathroom and laid the body into the bath tub.

I then filled the tub with extremely hot water and waited for it to fill to the brim. And when it had been filled after a few minutes, I first wore a mask, a coat and gloves as I was now going to be dealing with a very corrosive alkali. I boiled a small amount of solution of Sodium Hydroxide and water and then added it to the heated water in the bathtub. Now, all I needed to do was to wait.

I then removed all sorts of protection, washed my hands and then went to check on my phone.  My heart was beating very fast for that app could be a chance for me to end my single life. Maybe, my partner and I could go on a murder spree one day.

The thought filled me with excitement and I could feel my face heating up. I calmed myself and looked up at any notifications on that app. I opened that app once again and I was shocked!

I had a match!

Maybe, I don't have to be single anymore!

Maybe, my partner and I could really go on some murder sprees!

I decided to look on the information of my match.

Name: Noah Oakes
Age: 27

After checking on that information, I decided to text him.
"Hello Noah!"
I waited for a few moments when suddenly he replied, "Hi!"

My hands started to tremble, I had no dating experience, what should I write next? Luckily for me, he said, "Would you like to send me your picture?"
I observed the way he had formulated that message and I realised that I had somehow forgotten to put in my profile picture, however he didn't put up his either. I said, "Ok" and scrolled through my gallery to find the picture I looked the most handsome in. Almost all pictures of mine were with dead bodies with me smilling next to them, showing proudly at what I had done.

I thought that it would look arrogant if I posted my picture with a dead body and it might offend them or fill them with low self esteem, to see that I do a way better job than them. It isn't my fault that I am a professional though.

So, I cropped my face from the picture and sent it to him. In the photo, I was wearing a black jacket over a grey turtleneck which had a few blood stains over it and my hair looked messy. I though that was the most handsome that I could be. I had black hair and grey eyes, just the average look.

He firstly texted, "OMG, you look so cute! Especially, that grey turtleneck of yours looks like it has real blood all over it!"

'Real blood?' I thought, is he by any chance not in the same profession as me?

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