Herrie Kills

"Look at the mess you made."

"No."

Herrie likes to kill. It's a well known fact that every neuron in his brain knows.

Herrie is nice. It's a well known fact that every person in the small town of Queenille knows.

Herrie is fake. It's a well known fact that every beat of his heart knows.

"Wow, I tell you that you're the reason I'm homeless and you smile. I feel so dumb now for ever believing you were any good."

Herrie shrugs.

She gives him a death glare as she recites in her brain the speech she always recited in her brain, even though she is unaware of that.

The girl takes a gulp of breath.

"You can't keep this act forever. Be careful because I'm coming for you."

"I'm the Jack the Ripper of America, I've been murdering people ever since I was 7. No one can stop me."

"We'll see."