Shadow

As the girl looked around in her bag, she heard heavy footstep on the tarmac behind her. As she searched, she grabbed her pepper spray and laid her nervous and impatient fingers around the cap. The footsteps continued, she grabbed her bag tightly. her feet slowly turned around to face the brute, only to find that he was like death walking. His presence made her innards curdle. He smiled, oddly that was the brightest thing about him. His teeth were so... perfect. She smiled back, he lent down to kiss her neck. His smile widened, his lips curled around his teeth. He was ready to strike. To claim another victim.
As the piles of murder stack up on J. Johnson's desk he must find out what is in common with all of the victims. There was no gun, there was no knife. What he found lead him to myths and legends, but they were the only possible answer.

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1. A Victim's death

"Bye Carla!" The girl shouted as she walked away from the club. Her night had included the fantasy of a man. A man who she had felt seen before. She called for a cab and started to walk down the alley. The sparkling, intense lights of the club danced and flashed for her to come back, but she realised that she was already shattered so ignored them. As she looked around in her bag, she heard heavy footstep on the tarmac behind her. As she searched, she grabbed her pepper spray and laid her nervous and impatient fingers around the cap. The footsteps continued, she grabbed her bag tightly. Her feet slowly turned around to face the brute, only to find that he was like death walking. His presence made her innards curdle. He smiled, oddly that was the brightest thing about him. His teeth were so... perfect. He was as tall as the highstreet signs on the wall. At least 7ft.

"Hello young miss, I think you may know me. From the high school a couple of years ago." He let go another one of his dazzling smiles. She smiled back, he lent down to kiss her neck. She let out a giggle as she knew what would happen next. His smile widened, his lips curled around his teeth. His lips caressed her skin. Little did she know that she was man's first victim. His teeth chattered with excitement. His lips opened wide around her neck. He was ready to strike. To claim another victim.

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