I perched on top of the roof,
looking down among the people, searching for my prey. The moon stood
full before me as I lept down into the alley below. Taking out my
favorite revolver, I crouched behind a trashcan, waiting eagerly for my
prey. Perhaps the time had finally come for me to take action.
After all these years. Or was it just days? When had it all begun?
~*~AK~*~