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tyler stood, the red flames dancing in the reflection of his eyes. a sinister smile was plastered on his face, as he felt the heat warming his body.

a family of four, all burning slowly inside the house. a 15 year old girl named abby, a 17 year old named jordan, their mother and father.
you didn't even have to listen closely to hear their screams.
tyler liked that.

only when he heard police sirens in the distance did he start to slowly walk away from the scene, disappearing into the night, not leaving any evidence he had been there.

that was what tyler did, kill people. innocent, guilty, mean, kind. he'd been doing it since he was 16. he was 22 now.
he didn't feel guilty, he didn't feel feel remorse as he shot, stabbed, burnt or drowned them.
his theory was, that people were better off dead. they should thank tyler for putting an end to their miserable lives instead of beg him to let them live.

tyler smiled as he climbed into the vehicle that had been parked at the end of the street for his exit purposes. another four to his list of 112 kills. well, technically 116 now ...

he knew his boss would be happy with him. he got in quick and got the job done. none of them would live, he was sure about that.

oh was he wrong.

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