It hadn't been hard to find her target. Her next victim. The kill was easy, quickly, simple, barely any blood splattered. There was some blood, mostly it had gotten on her clothes, but she could always clean it up later.
But of course, she regretted doing her work in that blasted alley. One reason being that the man's screams had echoed off the walls. She'd winced at the sound, making her falter for a moment before she shrugged and put a bullet through the guy's head.
But the other reason wasn't as good. Someone had caught her in the act, something she had vowed never to let happen.
Yet here was this girl, staring at her with the widest eyes she had ever seen, and she stared back, blue eyes narrowing slightly before she gave the girl a twisted smile.
She may need to clean up another mess, and it wouldn't be a problem, whatsoever.
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stockholm syndrome
De Todo♕ → ❝I know they'll be coming, to find me soon. But my Stockholm Syndrome, is in the room.❞
