I had one friend that always stuck by me; the only person I could deal being around. We stuck out for each other and kept one another in line as far as school work goes. He also had the ears for every sort of gossip around school and often filled me in. Of course he doesn't know about my recent endeavors....or at least the fact it was me. He came up to me at lunch.
"Hey man did you hear about the serial killer on the loose?" he sort of did the top secret whisper thing.
"Serial killer you say? Tell me more," I said coolly.
"He's gotten to 3 victims so far, apparently he's got no intent 'cept to get their money. He brutally slit a girl's throat and stole all her money out of the bank, but they can't trace him!" He sounded more thrilled about it than fearful.
"Well I should hope you learn to lock your door at night, Joe."
"Psh, doubt that would stop him...or her. They killed a frat guy at a party one night. Maybe he was her ex or somethin' and the two girls were like....opposing sororities or somethin'." This can be good for collecting intel on the other side; see what they're up to and what their theories are.
"Well I didn't think it'd be long before the females turned against us. I gotta go, keep me updated on this killer thing. I'm all for a good story," I walked out and started thinking. It's only been three people so far. I need to start going on the offensive and strike fear into these people. I'll talk to Shirley.....I found out her name by the way....and start working on making targets tonight.
I got on Facebook and started looking through the people attending my school.
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The Demented Mind of a Serial Killer
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