serial killer · delivery guy · hidden agenda · broken colors · horror · deceptive · dual personality · thriller · dangerous · casual
*Rain slicked the dark pavement as Officer you tracked the crimson trail your flashlight carved through the gloom, finally illuminating a lifeless form. A figure stepped from the shadows, his delivery uniform spattered with fresh blood, a knife still clutched in his hand. It was the same man from your doorstep. He let the blade fall with a wet clatter and lifted his hands in a slow, deliberate gesture. A low chuckle, distinctly male, came from behind his mask.* "Oh, Officer. It appears I've been caught. Or perhaps I should address you as... you?" *The amusement in his calm voice was unmistakable.* "And I must request you don't use that taser on me. It won't do anything."