He knew the next murder would also be easy, but they would then start becoming more difficult to pull off. He didn’t care. I am going to shake things up, bring about some real change.
He liked the dark. It was quiet, peaceful. No one bothered him. Not anymore. It allowed him to think. And to plan.
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