Killing Spree

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"What the?" The asylum was indeed burnt, but it still looked stable, more or less. What surprised me was the child I saw standing in front of the building. "Hey kid, you really shouldn't be there!" I shouted, running towards the child. It was a little girl, in a tattered purple dress. She looked at me, and I immediately froze in my tracks. She had feline-like features; the cat-like eyes, whiskers, even small cat ears. She didn't move, didn't talk, just stared at me. Then she disappeared. Not meaning that she ran off, but rather, vanished. I looked about, but she was nowhere to be seen. A hand was placed on my shoulder, and I was guided back to within the safety of the woods. "What was that about?" Helen and Soul Snatcher ask me, and I turn to face them. "Honestly, I have no idea. Did you guys not see the little girl?" "Little girl? I'm pretty sure Sally stayed at the mansion like she normally does, but no, I didn't see any little girls near that wreckage." "Never mind, I'm sure it was nothing anyway. So, who's up for some murdering?" I say, and head back for the little town. I soon found a decent looking house, and the moment I entered, I let Alliby out, and she scouted the rooms. "The master bedroom is over on the right, last door. They appear to have a teenage daughter. She's still awake." "Anything special about any of them?" "yes, the mother is a surgeon. It appears she might have...'accidentally' killed a few of her patients. The father does not know about those incidents, nor does the girl." I smiled from beneath my mask, and slip into the shadows. I find my way into the master bedroom without error. Indeed, there was a nice couple sleeping. They had to be at least in their mid-thirties. My dagger reflects the dim light of morning as I remove it from it's hilt. I creep over to the mother's side, and I place my hand over her mouth. The father awakes. Darn it. Well, I really didn't want to kill an innocent person, but I don't see another way out here. I quickly slit his throat and turn back to the woman. She's awake, and terrified. I lift my mask, and grin. She sat up and shrieked. "That won't do you any good, you know? Your daughter won't hear if she's listening to music full-blast, which she probably is. I know that you've been killing some of your patients, and I'm afraid I don't like that kind of lifestyle." "Who a-are you?! Who told you a-any of that?! Y-you're crazy! You're completely insane! I'll call the cops!" I smile wider. "Sure, you do that. I'm sure you'll make it to the phone without dying." Her face goes pale. "Oh god...I don't want to die!" Shaking my head, I say "If I had a dollar for every time I hear those words, I'd be rich." My smile turns sad. "Well, I'm afraid our fun is over, see you downstairs." Her screams were silenced forever. After carving out her heart and stitching the gaping hole shut, I quietly make my way out. The poor child is now an orphan.

Soul Snatchers' POV
I peer into the window, there he was. My target. My sacrifice. I jump from the tree branch I was in and smashed the window using my scythe. Once inside, I took a look around for anything that would alert him of my presence. A dog. Great. With one swift movement, the canine was dead. The man still slept peacefully, but I would make sure he would no longer wake. I crept towards where he was, and was about to behead him, when he jolted awake, pulling a gun on me. My surprise soon replaced with humor. What damage would that do? Nothing that wouldn't heal in about an hour or so. "Who the hell are you?!" He demanded, but I just laughed. "I'm your worst nightmare, darling. But don't worry about that, I'm just here to give you a one-way ticket to hell. I'm sure you'll find it most pleasant. It's where parasites like you belong." At this point, I was simply feeding his fear. It's funny to watch them tremble. He didn't get the chance to say another word before his head was off. Blood splattered everywhere. Even on my clothes. "Damn, I'll have to get this cleaned again. I really need to learn how to make less of a mess, but is that possible when you behead someone?" I jump back out the window, and go back to the woods, where Stitches and the guys are waiting for me, all with bloodstained clothes.

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