WHO AM I?

As the sun slipped beneath the horizon, I moved through the bustling streets, a silent observer in the chaos of the city. The glow of storefront televisions caught my eye, the news flashing images of my latest handiwork - another victim claimed by my darkness.

I watched as fear and anger painted the faces of those around me, their whispered conversations filling the air with tension. Passersby cast furtive glances, their eyes betraying the dread that gripped them in the wake of my actions.

But amidst the turmoil, I remained unaffected, my own twisted satisfaction simmering beneath the surface. In the heart of the city, where shadows danced and secrets thrived, I knew one thing for certain - my hunt had only just begun.

Anyway,

Who am I?