Silently, the serial killer
crept in, keeping to the side,
undetectable. Hanging out
day after day, watching,
learning the habits,
figuring the timing to be just
right. Too late, others would
come to save her, too late they
would see the pattern that
was there all along, hiding.
Silently, the serial killer
made a move, over bone
and marrow, flesh and
fat, he kept at it,...
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