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"You going out, Vinny?"
"Yeah, ma'am. I gotta go out to get some thing." He answered patiently to the little old lady. She was his neighbor, and happened to be out watering her garden when Vyncent was about to leave for a kill. Over all, she was a kind lady, a very old one too. She had been sort of watching out for Vyncent ever since his father died of a hear attack. She was so worried because ever since he father died, he hadn't been putting himself around others, he'd just stay home alone.
That answer was, of course, good enough for the old lady. She smiled and nodded. "Okay, Vyncent, be safe." And of course Vyncent would be safe, he always was. So he just nodded at her and left down the busy sidewalk.
This part of town was full of rich, greedy lawyer, who went out ever few nights to sleep with some young whore while their wives stayed at home, happily and unknowingly taking care of their children while their husbands fucked said whores. Vyncent hated these people, so much that his first victim was one of these lawyers. He killed his two months ago, he was walking to his car when Vyncent stabbed him several times before dragging him out the the woods and cutting off all is appendages. It had been such an amazing rush that he had to kill again.
His next victim was the mother and daughter, Mary and Abby. He had killed them for a very sick reason. Because they were happy. His mother had left him with his father when he was young. He didn't mind though, because he loved his father very much. His mother was just so bitch who hurt his father, and bitches have to pay.
He was particularly happy with this killing. Cutting open that little whore-to-be brought such delight. The feeling of her guts in his fingers was exciting, the sound of her screams was even better.
By the time he was finished with that bitch, he was bored of her mother, so he played with her very little, and just got to the point of killing her. He didn't even have the energy to destroy everything they owned, not that he would have. That might leave some evidence, and he was too smart for that.
Anyway, he had no plans on killing as of now. Not yet, but he knew he'd kill again. He couldn't stop for fuck's sake! He had to do this as much as he could, as long as he could.
Vyncent felt a smile creep on his face. He loved this, just thinking about murder felt so nice. Planning was even batter, almost as good as killing, because you can play out so many scenarios.
But his thoughts had to be put back, while in public at least. So he just continued smiling, a warm inviting smile this time, and walk through the cafe doors.
This little cafe was always full of people, on this day in particular there was a lot of people. A lot of people to watch, a lot of people he could so very easily hurt- He dismissed the thought and ordered a coffee. When he got it, he went to the back of the cafe and sat next to the window at the only open table.
He loved how people here had no worried. As if they thought they were safe...
"Yeah, ma'am. I gotta go out to get some thing." He answered patiently to the little old lady. She was his neighbor, and happened to be out watering her garden when Vyncent was about to leave for a kill. Over all, she was a kind lady, a very old one too. She had been sort of watching out for Vyncent ever since his father died of a hear attack. She was so worried because ever since he father died, he hadn't been putting himself around others, he'd just stay home alone.
That answer was, of course, good enough for the old lady. She smiled and nodded. "Okay, Vyncent, be safe." And of course Vyncent would be safe, he always was. So he just nodded at her and left down the busy sidewalk.
This part of town was full of rich, greedy lawyer, who went out ever few nights to sleep with some young whore while their wives stayed at home, happily and unknowingly taking care of their children while their husbands fucked said whores. Vyncent hated these people, so much that his first victim was one of these lawyers. He killed his two months ago, he was walking to his car when Vyncent stabbed him several times before dragging him out the the woods and cutting off all is appendages. It had been such an amazing rush that he had to kill again.
His next victim was the mother and daughter, Mary and Abby. He had killed them for a very sick reason. Because they were happy. His mother had left him with his father when he was young. He didn't mind though, because he loved his father very much. His mother was just so bitch who hurt his father, and bitches have to pay.
He was particularly happy with this killing. Cutting open that little whore-to-be brought such delight. The feeling of her guts in his fingers was exciting, the sound of her screams was even better.
By the time he was finished with that bitch, he was bored of her mother, so he played with her very little, and just got to the point of killing her. He didn't even have the energy to destroy everything they owned, not that he would have. That might leave some evidence, and he was too smart for that.
Anyway, he had no plans on killing as of now. Not yet, but he knew he'd kill again. He couldn't stop for fuck's sake! He had to do this as much as he could, as long as he could.
Vyncent felt a smile creep on his face. He loved this, just thinking about murder felt so nice. Planning was even batter, almost as good as killing, because you can play out so many scenarios.
But his thoughts had to be put back, while in public at least. So he just continued smiling, a warm inviting smile this time, and walk through the cafe doors.
This little cafe was always full of people, on this day in particular there was a lot of people. A lot of people to watch, a lot of people he could so very easily hurt- He dismissed the thought and ordered a coffee. When he got it, he went to the back of the cafe and sat next to the window at the only open table.
He loved how people here had no worried. As if they thought they were safe...
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