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Dream's POV

It is currently 1:30 AM and I'm running on the roof tops. Where am I going? well the answer is pretty simple, I'm going to find a new victim. It's been a few days since my last kill and I was starting to get a little antsy.

I wouldn't call myself a killer that seems a little harsh in my opinion, I just like the way is feels. The adrenaline running through my body, the satisfying sounds of their screams, the way they go quiet when their finally dead and the blood, oh the blood. I love the way everyone seems to have a different taste.

I stop on the roof of a basic red house and look into the ally below. I see a girl walking alone, big mistake on her part because it looks like she's going to die tonight. 

I drop down right behind her with a small thump, she freezes and turns around looking scared as she should be. 

"w-who are you" she says slowly. I smirk behind my mask and grab my knife from my pocket.

Girls POV

 I was currently walking home from my girlfriends house and it's around 1:40 I think, my phone died a couple minutes ago. 

 I'm not out to anyone yet, my parents are very homophobic so I have to see my girlfriend in secret, it gets annoying sometimes but it's sneaking around or get kicked out of the house. As soon as I turn 18 I'm leaving that hell hole but for now this is the best option.

I am passing through an alleyway just a couple streets away from home so I can get there faster when I hear a thump behind me. There have been warnings of a killer going around town and I start to get scared.

Slowly I turn to see a man around 6 feet tall with a eery mask on. It was all white with a smile on it. "w-who are you" I ask him but he just pulls a knife out of his pocket.

At this point I know for sure he is going to hurt me so I do the only thing I can think of, I run. I'm part of the track team at my school so I'm a pretty good runner. I hear footsteps behind me and I know that he is catching up to me fuck im screwed. 

A hand grabs the back of my hoodie and yanks me back so hard I choke a little. When he turns me around I am face to face with the mask.

"a-a-ah~ you can't run from me" I am absolutely terrified, a creepy man is going to kill me in the middle of the night. I was so close to home just another streed down. My eyes start to water because I will never get to see my girlfriend again after tonight, I wont get to tell her how much I truly love her.

He pins me to the wall and puts the knife close to my face, I can feel the cold brick of the wall on my back. "please" the tears start to fall and he lets out a bone chilling laugh. 

He puts painful cuts all over my arms and face not deep enough to do much damage but just enough to hurt. I see him pull the knife back this is it hes going to kill me  I think to myself, but right before he plunges the knife into my heart he says something.

"Sweet dreams" then everything goes black.

Dreams POV

I laugh as her body falls to the floor, I lick the blood of the knife "hmm not bad". I don't feel like hiding the body It's too early for that, it's whoa 3 am, well time does fly when your having fun, I chuckle.

I start to make my way home running on the rooftops once again. Someone will find the body in the morning and it will be their problem.

As I run something or rather someone catches my eye and I quickly stop running. Through the window of a blue house I can see the most beautiful boy in the world. He's short with brown hair that looks so fluffy I want to run my hands through it, skin as pale as freshly fallen snow that would look even more beautiful covered in my marks I might add, and two stunning different coloured eyes, one as blue as the ocean on a bright sunny day and the other a brown umber like soil in which life grows.

I snap of whatever trance he put me in and keep running, remembering where he lives so I can come back later. I have to get home and change my bloody clothes, someone is bound to find the body soon and I don't want to be here when the cops show up. 

The rest of the way home I can't get the boy out of my head. I am definitely going to pay him a visit him soon.    



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