The methodical trickster is not methodical anymore. Here he stands with a whiteface and the mischief from which the profession originated. He isn’t planning on fooling his date by giving her flowers. Instead, he gives her a message from what awaits. The sharp knife hidden behind his back will be the only glimmering light his victim sees before it gets lodged in the middle of her throat. He is eager to see how she squirms to breathe as the blood flows freely to the outside. On top of her shallow grave and mutilated body he will place the dead flowers, thanking her for the precious moments they shared.
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