Death in the shadows
It all started on a cold and stormy night. Everybody was asleep apart from one person walking to his house. He was covered in blood from head to toe. With his eyes as black as night he was the one and only killer of the shadows.
You could hear blood drops splashing on the rock hard dirt he calls a garden, with dead flowers and smashed bird eggs all over the lawn.
The door opened with a creak. As he walked in he whispered to himself "Jason you've done it this time!!!"
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