He did then return to the city but something was different,very different . As he approached the city it was not active there weren't people in fact that were going to back and worth ,it was quiet there was none easy pickings for him tonight .He then had to take his time but he rather do things quickly and easier in fact then just waiting ,he hated to wait .And yet he did tonight .
He then held onto the blade he like the best it was shape like a pruner but has edges like a saw was sharpe and could cut too ,he loved tto cut and he knew that,when someone that bleed it made him happy it did really he stopped looking around not wasting time .Suddenly then he saw someone a young boy about six playing with a cat , he shrug his shoulders what was thing thing with owning a cat any , but had a rule no children, no how tempted he was no child ,a child did not oppose any challenge none , he avoided killing them too .He didn't like too .
Then he tooked a deep breath looked at the cat then the boy again then he told himself he needed a kill any kill would do then , and he then held onto the blade grabbed the boy by the hair and .......
In the end they'll all be dancin'--all them ones that didn't die.... Dance with me in the shadows amidst the lightning and the thunder, and all that nu-cu-lar debris. See the big bang from the other side, and then open that cellar door. Go down into
The fortunate inherit riches, prestige, positive notoriety. Those not so lucky bear legacies filled with poverty, infamy or, worse yet, the unhinged insanity and murderous urges of their ancestors.