In the shadows, waiting silently, patiently. The night was the perfect veil for his twisted activities. He moved like a ghost, the darkness his ally. Silently, Jonathan entered a house, and snuck his way up the stairs. A light shone in one of the rooms, a handsome man sitting alone. His eyes gleamed with excitement as he approached the door, his knife drawn.

“why hello there darling~ why don’t we have a dance before I kill you~?”

Jonathan said seductively with a demonic grin on his face