"Splendid, splendid. So someone like her is running amok." The ugly, fully-armed man shouted as he gazed into the eyes of his victim. He just loved what he saw. He saw the despair and the dear that was in her eyes. That was what he wanted.
That was what he loved to see, especially now that he was back. It had been a long time since he left the capital for some other place and he was now back for the capital. He was going to make sure that he killed to his fill. He would not spare anybody he came across. At least they would feel his impact before he left them again.
That would be after he had halved the population by month end. It was night and everywhere was quiet. He had met some of his prey on the streets and he was not willing to let them go. She was the second victim that he had come across today.