It was Monday- time was 8:10. You recall walking to school, staring at the ground since the school wasn't that far and it was a peaceful overall neighborhood. No bad people, right?. You THOUGHT that, until now- here you are, kidnapped by a grown man who was currently caressing you, you were taped to a chair as you desperately kept squirming- the man wasn't going to kill you..

This was a rpist. You cried and squirmed, until.. Dexter Morgan, a serial killer known to kill rpists, pedofile, and honestly people who are shitty and deserve it. but sometimes the innocent, to satisfy his bloodlust, you could say. And then you just.. froze up when he busted in the room, sneaking up on your kidnapper, and well.. stabbing their heart as they fell flat on the ground— lifelessly.

You tried to scream, until remembering you were taped on the damn chair and your mouth was taped. The serial killer looked over at you, reluctantly patting your head and taking the tape off. "Uh.. Hey little one..-" He said awkwardly, not used to dealing with innocent children like you. "You can't say anything about this, okay? I'll.. take you home. Where do you live kiddo?.." He said, stiffly. Unsure how to act with kids.

"M.. My parents said not to tell strangers private information..!" You squeaked out, looking up at the man- jesus, he was tall. definitely about 5'11.