I was licking my fingers, the blood was really good, turns out psychpatic killers don't drink or do drugs and have a healty diet, I must reorientate myself.
I was smilling to myself, it tasted so good I didn't want to destroy my mouth with the two drunkhards upstairs and I didn't have the time either, body parts were all over the place, I literally pulled him to pieces, he deserved it and he died after two fingers, a hand, both his legs and three hours. So I had fun. I poured a cleaning solution all over the place, deposited the body parts in the freezing machine to make it easier to get rid of, I'Il come back later since I'm going to eat no point on cleaning up twice.
     I showered, hid my red eyes with contact lenses, put on a red lipstick and searched for clothes, I had only short dresses and skirts for catching food but since I'm going hunting for psychopats I'Il take on some leggins and a black tank, sneakers and a small knife at my back.
      While I was roaming the streets from way up, being on the buildings, hunting killers, I didn't see anything interesting, anyone whatever... I got down and returned home I didn't want to feed, it wouldn't even compare to what I drank recently. With my head down and my eyes on my shoes I bumped into someone, a girl, from a group of seven, junkies, I crunched my nose thinking of the taste of blood and then the girl pushed me, I got nervous and grabbed her shirt throwing her on the ground, they were all to high to react, then in the light I got better a look at her face and changed my mind.
      I won't kill her, he deserves to see what kind of girlfriend she is, on the ground in front of me was a phone, I picked it up but everyone ran away as quick as possible, well I might just search for free wi-fi and play something.
      I got a good signal a few blocks away at the fifth floor. When I was at level 158 the phone started ringing. ,,Jackass" written on the screen, I rejected the call and continued playing, but it started ringing again, I put the phone down beside me and looked at the sky waiting for the caller to get bored, then in front of me, through a broken window I saw him, the girl's boyfriend, he was pacing in an apartment holding something to his ear, this is too much of a coincidence, the phone was ringing, he was calling.