Walking down the street, it was late at night and you needed to get home. But, you were stopped by something that laid on the sidewalk. It was red, that was it's main color. And it was bleeding a lot. It had a ripped red sweater and was littered in bullet holes and tire marks. It was barely breathing and it seemed unconscious. You knew who this was. Bob Velseb. The cannibal serial killer. The Red Devil. And he was laying in the road, bleeding. He was hit by a car and shot multiple times.