The killer's favorite obsession

mely late for work. Last night had been the worst

my house. I avoided the alley trying to be safe. As I passe

d by the cafe, which was near the flower sho

The cops had found a guy dead in th

ed, "This is the third body this

en I got there, there was a little crowd. I pushed through the crowd, as I walked up front. The polic

He was dead–killed. I moved to take a closer look, the body had been carv

a crime scene." The police officer wa

tears rolled down my eyes. I wanted to move but I was frozen. I

the last warni

pulled me back. The person dragged me th

see (my eyes were clouded with tears). The thought

It's okay, nothing is g

oked up to see a man but I couldn't

drugs..." I

y opened my bag and handed me the drugs. I opened it and swallow

feel good

e walked into the cafe and he led me to the bathroom. H

feel bile rising up to my throat. I ran to the

bled as I clutched the edge of the sink, staring at my reflection in the mirror

at alley. I should have been the one with c

h

't just killed. He was butchered, just like the whispers had said. A t

it just coincidence, o

hey prote

ned the door slowly. The man was still there, leaning agai

, eyes scanning my face lik

oth in the corner of the café. The lights felt too bright, the

said, handing me

me, watching me like a storm waiting to

eyes. "No but I saw what happened yesterday. I was the

. "You we

op him, but you fought him off. I stuck ar

to ice. "You wer

"Not for anything bad. I just w

hy

what it feels li

istant. His fingers traced the rim of his coffee cup absent

name?" I fi

d for a sec

ay

peated, my vo

y. "Lena, whoever killed

or him to complete the

ed into his coat and pulled out a

es wi

bol the gossiping women had mentioned. It w

very time it appears... someone dies." I rec

u a message last night." He paused. "And I t

do you

ce barely a whisper, "someone k

That doesn't make sense. Who wou

aid, frowning, "but

s, suddenly cold again. "Y

eyes locking onto mine. "Beca

d the café, his

ght be

he bell above the café do