Epilogue
The killer watched the bitter city's lamps. He wore grey gloves on his hands; he remembered Ann Arbor, which was serene, it wasn't like Detroit, which was the American state's car hub. He breathed in and out; he walked to the University of Michigan, and he knew where his victims lived. Or went too. He had read about the killers across America, like the Zodiac Killer in California, and San Francisco. He brought a new warm sweater, blue flared jeans, a black belt, green and red socks, as well as grey hunting boots. 470Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡC4myi1I3jc
He checked his watch. 470Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTlCXN9zUcY
It was 10:00 AM.470Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡY6IfB3VlIi
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