My little dark angel...there she is, so gorgeous, so mysterious, a little messed up in the head but oh how so mine. She thinks she's doing a good job as playing the role of the observer...little does she know the observer is always observed too.Everything about her turns me on She's mine, she just doesn't know it yet. That cheeky girl, keeping herself away from crowds normally, and only ever going out during the days of October. I've watched her long enough to know her likes, dislikes, her personality. She reads filthy, filthy books, she's a sucker for the paranormal, true crime documentaries and really into those goddamn psychology books. My dark angel portrays a very innocent facade, but internally she's a girl with twisted fantasies, a desperate need to want to control and manipulate things and people, read them like books. Angel face with a dark soul...that's exactly why I call her Dark Angel. Today was Devil's Night or simply Hallow's eve. And it was my chance to chase her, catch her and claim her as my own. I've waited long enough and now it's time to hunt. I'm a hungry, starved man. Starved for her. I put on my Ghost Face mask to be in the town's halloween party. Oh the anonymity turned me on even more. She'll find out who I am tonight. I'm not human, but I'm hot as hell.