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. 565Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrsRSeJ0qiq
He checked his watch. 565Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡk9udT15N2D
It was 10:00 AM.565Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmfGIN2gYmF
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