Cleaing up the tracks

I move around swiftly, checking for any evidence i had left behind. I knew so well what to get rid of and how too. I knew if i leave a single piece of evidence then i will have the cops hunting me down. I slowed my pace towards the end of the forest, my work has been completed. All is done that is needed. With the body and evidence disposed of. I looked to the sunset that took over the sky, showing the beauty that this world can show at times. I loved my work, i may take lifes but i have to get somewhere in life. The adreniline kicks in and keeps me going. Once it starts i feel wild, crazy until i get my prey. The prey i need to get even if its for money, i love to kill. The feelings of taking the next life from this planet.

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