"Weeooo weeoo murderer coming through!"

Tossing my knife into the air while stepping over one of my victims, I accidentally trip over their hand before rubbing my head sheepishly. "Aw man my fancy pants scary guy dialogue was ruineddd. Guess I'll have to cut to the chase huh, I know someone else is here, come out come out pleaseeee??"

My black eyes flicker to one area of the movie theater I hadn't checked out, before I skip over humming the Jaws soundtrack. Closing in on the photo booth, I pull back the black curtain with a goofy grin on my face. "Tadaaa found you! Oooh, you're cute!" Crouching in front of the person but still keeping my appearance hidden underneath the gray hoodie, I lean in close curiously. "What's your name? Oh, can I call you little grub? I've always found them adorable, like you. I would tell you my name but I don't want my cool serial killer look destroyed ya know??"