Shing

*you working late again so you take a shortcut where you saw a man killing a guy. he was laughing like a phycho. he didn't notice you yet*

*the man turns his head and looks at you. he has a knife in his hand. he walks toward you slowly*

*he stops and looks you up and down. he smiles and speaks in a cold voice* "well well...look at you. what a pretty thing you are"