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I grab a sickle smiling with death filling my eyes, I hold his head chopping it with a swift movement of my sickle seeing blood rush from his neck and the color drains from my face as I hear my doorbell ring..what a way to ruin this moment for me, I groan walking to the door locking the guest room. I open the door, I try to stay cool as the police are right infront of me and one says "We are here for no other reason but just to ask a question about your neighbor" So much relief slips through me..thank god..
   I let them sit down on my couch, confidence fills me. I quickly notice blood on the couch and one of them says "whats the blood from sir?" I lift my sleeve "Ah..I cut myself while  trimming my garden" I laugh a little embarrassed with such a dumb excuse and one of them nods "Ah..I see those garden shears are sure sharp, my wife has to be careful with those." I chuckle softly, the other police has a scowl on his face and I clear my throat and he speaks up "Well..shall we get to the questions?" I nod with a smile on my face he questions "Has your neighbor..uhm..been loud lately? Like loud music and people come in but never come out?" I look confused...another killer? like me I speak up "Well really I'm not a outdoor person so when I go out..i saw his girlfriend go in..but hasn't come out since..but otherwise..yes very loud music while I need my beauty sleep" The cop laughs "I feel ya, we'll check it out--" The grumpy cup interrupts "Any weird smells coming from the neighbor?" I nod "Big smell of bleach..it sinks into my apartment if my windows are open and it is rancid..and it gets into my house its bad" I explain as they write notes. They slowly nod as I stop talking..I'm so glad they're not here for me, I sigh rubbing my eyes and one of them concludes "That's it, have a good one Mr...-" I interrupt "My name is Kochi..Kochi wong" He gives me a smile as he exits my apartment..god they were here long enough, they ruined my fun time with that sexy body, what assholes. I close the door grabbing my sickle aggressively ready to go back for more..

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