“I’m pretty sure there was another one here if my memory serves right~”

Douma said to himself with a soft chuckle as he wandered down the halls of the dark house, a grin on his face as he licked the blood off his lips after having successfully killed and eaten a woman he found and trapped. A little blood stained his clothes but he didn’t care. He detected another scent somewhere

A scent of another possible kill

Eventhally, he picked up on the sound of crying coming from one of the rooms. He immediately made a beeline for it headed over to it. The crying getting louder and more audible the closer he got to the room. And when he looked inside, his grin widened into a predatory smile as he giggled

“There you are~”