Chapter 2.

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The light went on and Alice saw the man in front of her, he was tall and handsome and around the age of 25 maybe.

"No I've never seen you before." She stuttered.
"No one has. So feel free to feel special now Alice." He said while giving her a smirk and leaning against the counter.
"Who are you!?" Alice felt her temper going and she was starting to become very angry, but she was scared, very scared. Because deep inside she knew who he was.
"They call me Jack the Ripper."

Her breath hitched in her throat and she felt her heart beating against her chest. She knew that she was going to die know, it was settled. She was going to be one more of Jack the Rippers victims and she would die her in her own kitchen, without any chance of someone seeing the murder and he would be free and he would kill again.
It was said that the victims fell for his charm, and when he had them wrapped around his finger, he killed them. When Alice heard of that rumor the first time, she thought that the girls where so stupid and not noticing that they had a cold blooded killer right in front of them. But now when he stood there right in front of her, she kind of understood the girls, he was young, handsome and she could imagine that he could be very charming if he wanted to.

"W-what are you doing in my apartment?" She stuttered.
"Well Alice I think that is pretty obvious, isn't it?"
"Your going to kill me." She stated and she felt her heart beating even faster than before.
"Yes that was the plan at first, but I think I changed my mind. I think you are coming with me."
He grabbed her arms behind her arms and put his hand over her mouth than dragged her out of her apartment and out to a black van with tinted windows.

Alice felt the van move down the street and after about maybe an hour in a really uncomfortable position, she could barely feel her arm that was tied behind her back.
She really started to panic at this point, she was in a black van, had no idea where she was going and she was kidnapped by Jack the Ripper!
Alice felt the van pull to a halt and she heard the drivers door open and close. Her arm was pulled back and she waited for the impact of the ground against her back, but it never came. She felt strong arms carrying her bridal style.
Jack slipped on the ice multiply times before they got inside.

He put her down and took of her blindfold. After adjusting to the bright light in the entrance, she looked around and saw that she was in the biggest most beautiful entranceway she had ever laid eyes on. It was a big and beautiful mansion in the middle of nowhere, Alice wondered why he would live here all by himself, but when she heard Jack clearing his throat behind her, she shook the thought away and turned around to look at her kidnapper.

"Are you done admiring my hallway or do you want to se the rest?" He said while giving her the same smirk that he gave her the first time she saw him.

"Aren't you supposed to be a cool blooded killer, you're not supposed to give me a tour of your house!"

"Oh, I'm sorry to disappoint you, if that is what you would like then I could kill you, no problem."
Her heart stopped for a minute and she thought that he was right, how could she be disappointed that he haven't killed her yet?!

"I'm just joking, why would I kill you when I've been through all this trouble to get you here?"

"Okay that makes sence, but what are you going to do to me then?"

"I don't know yet, I have to figure that out, but for now I have no idea, do you know how to cook?"
Alice was confused but thought that it was best not to make him angry.

"Y-yes, what do you w-want me to m-make?"

"I don't know. Here I'll show you to the kitchen, and then you can make whatever you want."

He took a hold of her arm and dragged her after him, through the living room, and in to the enormous kitchen.

"Take what you want and make what you want, just make it delicious."

He gave her a sweet smile and left. Okay now Alice was confused, he was really sweet and if she had met him on the street or at work she probably would've had a minor crush on him but now she was slightly terrified of him, she knew that he'd killed ten women but she couldn't help to think that he's not that bad, and the thought alone scared her.

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