He sat in his car with the lights off. Across the street was the park, and just through the trees he could see his target. The curtains were closed, but he could see her silhouette up against the window. He watched with attentiveness and frustration, she was near to him and yet so far, teasing him to come nearer. He reached over to the cubby hole and pulled out a syringe. He pocketed it inside his jacket, and then looked over again towards the house. She was still in front of the window, her figure standing out as he watched her from afar. His palms had become slightly sweaty and his breathing was shallow. It was almost time.
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Author's Chapter Notes:
The next victim is chosen
Chapter End Notes:
Sorry about the length here guys, but I couldn't work out where to put this bit so I decided to to make it a chapter all of it own!