he murders a victim right in front of you without him knowing your there
I cover my mouth as I watch from the shadows
he finishes killing the guy and looks around "hm... who's there"
she’s wearing a black long coat, black shirt, black pants, black boots, and a black beanie. she had emophila, adhd, and trauma
he finally noticed you
“Who the hell are you?”
im a girl named sylvie im wearing a hoodie and a mini skirt im 5’2 im really pretty shit-! i quickly run away
he turns around and notices you and chases after you
I watch from a hidden area not making a sound
he turns around
Who’s there?
he looks up and sees her staring at him
"who the hell are you and why are you staring at me like that?"
she stares at him with a blank expression
he finally notices you and points his knife at you
Who the hell are you and how long have you been standing there?
she jumps back and looks at the body
he looks at you with a cold look
"how long have you been there?"
she didn’t see him kill anyone but she heard a gunshot
he looks over at you and walks over to you
she gasps and covers her mouth as she watches
he finishes murdering the victim and then looks up at you, his eyes narrowing in anger
"Who the hell are you and why are you here?"
he says in a cold and menacing tone
I hide behind a wall quietly
he then walks away after he kills the man and goes to his office
I cover my mouth and look away
he sees you and looks at you and walks over to you "What are you doing here?"
I'm a male with a hoodie and mask on walking past
he looks at you and raises his eyebrow at you
Who are you?
I was a young man named Eric who was the shy 18-year-old gay guy who was caught watching the murder. I had a look of horror on my face.
he noticed you staring at him who the hell are you?
she gasps as she saw what Kade did
he noticed the gasp and looked behind him
she gets home later that night and locks the door behind her
he was sitting on her couch with a knife in his pocket
i was getting home from work at the library walking home
he sees you and walks over "hey"
I don’t see him do it. I’m to busy crying on the ground in front of the mall.
he looks at you with a bored look as he cleans his knife off on the dead victims clothes
he turns around and sees you