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The time was 1915, a man named Alastor broadcast his radio show throw out the city of Louisiana. Alastor has brown hair, beautiful light brown eyes and light skin tone. He normally rocks a pair of black pants, leather shoes, a pure white dress shirt, along with a reddish-brown vest, and of course his red bow tie. A man with so much Charisma that is unmatched along his his killer looks. Ladies who laid eye on him all fell head over heels for the man. Unknown to all he had a dark secret, he was the infamous serial killer who went around killing people.
Alastor was a man of class, and he was a gentlemen to all he meets. He lived on his own as he had killed his own father after his father killed he's beloved mother in-front of him when he was a toddler. He had grown up to be a fine man with the love for the radio and killing.
Alastor always started his day with a well balanced breakfast along with a cup of dark coffee. After that he would head out to the radio station he works at, on the way he is greeted my many of the ladies in the city whom he gladly greeted back. Once he is there he started his daily news and followed by the most popular and favorite jazz songs Alastor enjoys.
"Ladies and gentlemen I have been infromed of the unfortunate news of more killings. That's right folks another kill this wee by the famed killer. This time it was a Nobel woman killed with a knife. Truly what a shame! You better stay home and stay safe everyone!" Alastor said on the radio.
Once he was done was his daily broadcast, he went home to plan out his next killing. He lived in a cabin in the outskirts of the forest. He planed his next killing and went to kill his target. His target was a middle aged male, Alastor had seen walking around the forest every night by his home. He waited until he saw the man, lucky for Alastor the man was drunk.
"Hic* whATs A fooollLOw liIke you Hic* doin' HEre yoUng Maan" the male said as he saw Alastor come out of the shadows.
"Out for a midnight Stroll Of course!" Alastor said with a smile and knife behind his back.
His hands where gloves as he did not want to have his finger prints on the knife not that it matter as he would take the knife with home back once he's done with his kill.
"Oh YOu sHoooud BBee hic* cArfUl tHe MurDer er iS still Out there"
"Oh I'm not concerned. But I think you should be more concerned for you own life." Alastor said and lounged toward the man.
The man was taken back but his reflex was slow too slow and he was stabbed by Alastor. The man groan in pain and failed at getting Alastor off of him. Soon Alastor had stabbed the man 5 times and the man bleed to death.
"My my what a mess. I need to clean this up quickly before someone comes"
