INTRODUCTION

The sky was dark and foreboding, as lightning and thunder would occasionally light and sound up in the sky. Rain fell from the dark looming clouds that overed the usual blue sky, falling down to softly hit the ground and buildings below the stormy sky.

The dark city soaked in the earthy rain, was lit by the street lights, the lights from the windows of those who were still up in the late night and the lights of the cars in the streets of people rushing to get home as safely as they could.

Thunder crashed and lightning flashed lighting ups the sky for a mere few seconds, the thunder shook the ground and surrounding buildings before all when silent.

Just then a scream filled the stormy night, cutting the silence like a knife.

Red flashing lights and the sounds of sirens filled the new silence after the scream. A seer sign that another murder has occurred that very night.

‘The body of young Lucy Jones was found in an alley just outside of Elm Street, westward of Keb AVE, around eleven P.M. last night. The body was found behind a dumpster far down the alley way, the body was in perfect condition except for minor bruises and cuts that showed a sign of a struggle. But the cause of the death has yet to be confirmed . . . ’

The Tv shut off, a figure of a man sat on a couch in the semi lit room. His legs and arms crossed over the other, with a somewhat smirk almost sneer on his face. “Twenty down . . . One more to go” the man laughed and threw a crumpled picture of a blonde haired women into a pile with other photos.

Standing the man looked at one last remaining photo of a red-haired girl in her early teens hanging on the wall. A twisted smirk grew on the mans face.

“You’re next . . . ”