WHO'S THE DEMON?

Ludwig, detective David Jones was never surprised by the crime scenes he encountered. Still, he sure as hell wished killers wouldn't be so mes

dical examiner, Cathrine Johnson,

vid already knew what they were dealing with

chest. Multiple contusions to her head. She was killed about five days ago." D

lled her outside then dragged he

n" David muttere

athrine pointed to the trees in the distance. "This place is so iso

avid looked at the blood stained ground "damn, it looked like he dragged her out from under

e for her. Poor girl, she probably didn't eve

r." Cathrine shrugged and told him she would see him later at the station. David waved her off as he stepped inside. He was mentally prepar

this in your bed?" David was asked by his partner, Detective Paul Wilson. Paul was

th her hands on her stomach, she was encircled in a shroud of her own blood. As David Jones forced his eyes to look towards her head, he saw what he didn't want to see. The girl's face had

itch" Jones

her own blood were the words, "T

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ide the city limits. Her hand itched in anticipation because she already knew who the murderer was, it was the ripper king, her ripper kin

t would be fitting to refer him as a king. This coupled with the fact that he also rips off their faces... almost demonic, made Grace come up with the nickname 'The ripper king'. Like a mother naming her child, Grace grew attach

race turned to her editor James Stone

nd winked at him, "it's about half way written

al, "I think you're starting to g

fans who were calling themselves his disciples. Grace could only imagine what sort of depraved humans worshipped a serial killer. She s

w's paper and you're running out of time" he ra

icture of her parents. It was identical to the picture she wore in a locket around her neck. She star

ing man was talking to a police officer and a woman was standing next to him. "Probably the wife" Grace thought. She looked visibly upset and kept

. He seemed willing to tell his story again, "yes ma'am, we had gone to my wife's sister's house for a few days. When we came back the

d anyone else have access to your home?

always lock the doors since no one ever comes out he

uld have expected this" his wife mur

ion, "so you don't have an

"I can't believe it, there was so much bloo

his victims. She would bet good money that it was a blood bath in there. The though

said he's gonna keep on killing" the wife

evious statement "what do

Fred said it was red paint, but I think he was just trying to make me feel better. I mean, where will the killer

ring home my kills for hunting" F