The 电视 was screaming in the corner, declaring that a body had been found near the railway tracks, another life stolen from this world 由 a man playing god. I tossed a piece of paper into the trash, the drawing of Dracula ruined 由 the slip of my pen when I'd heard the word "Murder" on the television. I'd always loved the stories of serial killers on 电视 and I could tell 由 the decapitated body that this was just the beginning.
Pushing my hands up through my hair, I stood and walked over to the window. Cool, night air whispered through it, the sharpness of the late evening stinging...
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