I think I'm in love with a killer

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Joe got up and walked towards the exit.

But something stopped him.

Something... Odd...
Something felt very off.

'I think I just... saw something with my peripheral vision.'

He walked a few steps back, turned around and now there was no going back.

A few seats ahead, lied a dead body and a pool of blood. It was behind a bigger bench which is probably why it wasn't visible at first. But he was sure of what he just saw.

Joe couldn't move and inch.
For the first time in his life, he was genuinely terrified.

He could not decide on whether he should go and check the body for any sign of life, or go tell somebody in the campus... or something just run away and never come back.

As he tried to walk away from the body, to maybe go tell somebody and ask for help.
...
It moved.
The body moved.
He's alive.

He's alive!

Joe sprinted towards the body. It was a student, he had seen him somewhere but probably never had any sort of conversation.

"P-pls... I don't... Know... How much lon- longer...-" he said with the last bit of any energy left in him.

"Hey hey! Stop! Don't speak, just don't do anything, I'll call somebody, I'll call 911! Just wait!"
Joe dialled the number, panicking, while holding the hand of the victim for support.
It was cold.
Which made him question, 'how long has this poor guy been here for?'
Probably 30 to 45 minutes...

He managed to explain the operator on the side of the phone, the entire situation.

Within a couple of minutes, the first responders were there at the scene.

The victim was taken to the hospital, and Joe was asked to come along for further information.

Joe managed to gather some information out of it as well.
The murder was definitely not planned but 1 thing was clear, it was most likely the 'Raze' dude.

That's bad.