Jack stands at the crime scene, grinning hysterically. He examines the victim, a young boy, only 18. He searches for the mark he knows will solve this case for him. An orchid. He finds it buried in the eye of her victim. Orchid strikes again. He laughs and hums, jotting down some notes.

"Ahh, my sweet, you always clean up so nice~"

He returns to his flat, pinning a photograph to his clue board hanging next to his bed. He tapped the picture of a faceless girl with blonde hair. One day he will know it's face.

"Oh darling~"