The killers perspective: The killer had been watching Emma Evans for weeks before they decided to finally act on their obsession. They had been fascinated by her beauty and her carefree attitude, and they became increasingly troubled by the idea of her existing out of their reach. The killer had finally decided to make a move; to make Emma theirs forever. And so, on a cold November night, the killer put their deadly plan into action.They slipped into the shadows, and then finally made their move.The killer crept up behind Emma as she walked through the dark alley, making sure not to let her see them. They were close enough now, and they readied their knives. The killer held their breath, and with one swift motion, they slashed at Emma's neck. She fell to the ground, and the killer stood over her, breathing heavily as they took in the sight of their handiwork. The killer felt a sense of satisfaction, knowing that Emma was theirs for all time. However, the adrenaline of the kill was quickly replaced by a sense of panic as the realization set in. What have I done? The killer was struck by the enormity of their actions. They had taken a life, and the reality of their crime was starting to sink in. The world had gone silent, and the killer could hear their own heart beating frantically in their chest. They knew they had to leave, to get as far away from the body as possible. Taking one last look at Emma's lifeless body, the killer turned and ran, never looking back. The killer ran, not caring where they were headed. They just needed to get away from the scene of the crime. The reality of what they had done was sinking in, and they were in a state of shock. The streets were dark, and the killer could feel themselves shaking uncontrollably. Their breaths were sharp and quick, and they could feel their heart beating out of their chest. They just kept running, unsure of what to do or where to go. They just wanted to get away and forget about what they had done.As the killer continued to run, the sound of sirens could