Prolog

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   This was a horrible idea. I should have never stayed at the gardens this late. Now I'm stuck out in the streets alone at night.

   The perfect setting where grandma's stories take place. The Lullaby ghoul was one of her favorites. A female ghoul who sung various lullabies to lure her victims in so she could devour them on the second of every month.

  Letting my thoughts paranoid me, I Lift up my latest instyle floor length dress to try to run but my corset slowing me down to more of a speed walk.

   Then I heard it the tune of Mary had a little lamb. My eyebrow furrow in confusion, who would be up at this hour?

   I try to navigate my way closer to the song but it seemed each step I took the song was getting louder. Until I heard the words "Mary had a little lamb little lamb" my heart froze,

   not because of the song but because of the cool breath on my neck. I didn't have time to turn around before a black and tentacle pierced through my stomach causing an unbearable pain to spread throughout body. My last thought was
  
my dress its ruined.

'Thump' the corpse lands in the pavement. I laugh at the sound it makes. I've always liked the sound,

   I Bring the girl closer with my kagune, with one swift flick of my kagune I tear all of her limbs off.

  Kneeling down I rip through her bloody dress and flesh to reveal the body's main organs. Eating one at a time.

   Once I've finished my meal I dip my now blood soaked gloved and into her puddle of blood and write my signature message "good night".

  I close her dead eyes to finish my masterpiece. I stand up to admire my work quietly giggling to myself. Once I'm done admiringly work I set off into the night.

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 28, 2015 ⏰

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