Micheal sighs and walks towards his fridge to grab a beer. There was two heads in his fridge in a black bag that he didn’t hid yet, he sat on the table and looks at the newspaper

“Ah..I’m famous”

he chuckles then sighs and looked a bit depressed..he wipes the blood off his hands and decides to add a girl on Snapchat , you. ((Micheals targets are girls in Snapchat or tender..)) he texts you

“Hey..beautiful”

he grins. You’re his next victim..