The plot is not entirely mine. The bold in the end is not mine. I got it from the same website as the previous chapter!

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I watch and listen to my next sacrifice, Mr. Yamane. I've been waiting for you. I don't like how you sing, Mr. Yamane. When Alice doesn't like something. She doesn't like it. I wonder what I can do?

"Hey there." Ew! Icky! A horny drunk! I was saving up my energy for a nice kill, and why not this man. "Alice of Human Sacrifice." Uh oh. Looks like this isn't just some horny drunk. Oops. I hardly recognized him. Then again I didn't look at him. "Eyeless!" Ouch. No need to choke me. "It's 'Jack', retard!" Alice, knows. Alice, doesn't care though!

"Alright enough with the touching. What do you want? Can't you see I'm busy observing my prey?" Honestly. If I could kill this guy I could, but I can't. An immortal just like me. Blah! "Not if I take him first." Bad sacrifice. What's mine is mine. "Nobody touches Alice's sacrifice. I made you. You ate a part of me, so I course through you. I am your master." That's right. I nearly forgot that I own this monster. "Is that right?" Don't  believe me? Smart, but for once it's the truth.

"What makes you think I-" "You what?" The black tar that's usually in his eyes runs out of his mouth now. From what I can see. "Told you. If you disobey me I can destroy your host." It's not fun when you can't see their expression. This hideous mask doesn't help much either. "Now leave." Geez. I hate it when they touch me. Honestly.

"I want this prey too. What will it take for you to let me kill him?" Hm. It's not fun doing any heavy lifting. I guess I can use him for that. "I hate heavy lifting. Care to help?" I question the oozing eyes. "What do you have for me?" What kind of ridiculous question is this?! "I don't need the kidneys. You can have those. I just want those horrid vocal cords." Mr. Yamane, enjoy your voice. It'll be the last time you hear it.

"You're bleeding." Oopsy. Not again. "I'm happy. Blood comes out of my mouth when I'm happy." It's rude to laugh. "It's just your contaminated blood since you don't have a heart, right?" Oh someone's been doing research on me. Oh wait. I gave the information. Silly me! "Right. How could I have forgotten." A scary growl escapes the person behind the mask. "Alright. No sarcasm." Talk about so serious. I shouldn't have killed Jeffery, but I couldn't help myself. He was becoming boring and repetitive.

"Lets take him now." Talk about not being subtle. "How about we wait for everyone to leave?" I don't see why he's so mad. I wasn't being sarcastic this time. "I'm going to let him enjoy his voice for the last time. I have a better idea anyway. Lets be off." That's a good sacrifice. Alice must always be obeyed. Nobody likes an angry Alice.

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"What the hell is this place?" Keep your mouth shut, Alice. People don't seem to like you're honesty honesty. "It's his apartment, fool." I can never say the right thing, but I really don't want to! "This is ridiculous. We're going to wait until he gets here?" Duh. "Yes, we are. Now take a seat, and relax." I guess nice doesn't work with cranky old Chernobog.

"I hate waiting. I'm going to kill the others here." Goodness that sounds like fun, but I must be careful today. "Sit. Stay. Good, Jack." It's fun having control of my dogs. "You little bitch!" Goodness. How rude. "I'm just a murderess." What else would I be? "Now hush up. He's here." He stands up, and goes to the window to see if I was telling the truth. That goose. I've been honest all day. I haven't lied all day!

"It's about damn time. What the hell are you doing?" Hey, don't lean over me. That's just weird. "I've gotten into gambling, and it gave me a wondrous idea for my sacrifices. Mr. Yamane is the king of diamonds." Twirl goes the thin little card. "You're one crazy bi-murderess." There you go. That's much better. Now I will let you live longer. "Thank you."

Click. He's almost here. To meet his end. "Ah, now. This is my sacrifice. I only promised you the kidneys. But I get to deliver the killing blow. Now shoo shoo." Skip, twirl, and stop. He's here. He's here. Oh what a joyous night. He's here for the end of his day. And here I am the Goddess of Blood that will end it all.

"Wh-who are you, and how did you get into my apartment?" Of course. Start with an annoying question. "I guess it's only fair that you know the name. . ." There is my trusty weapon. "Of your killer, Alice." Oh, Jack was prepared. That's a good man. Block his exit. "Please! Don't kill me!" I point the tip of the blade to his sweat drenched neck. "Alice, doesn't like begging. Anyway I show no mercy, dear. You are my next sacrifice, Yamane Akio." Horror is what I love to see in their eyes. It fills me with a sense of self fulfillment. Their end is my beginning.

"Why?! I haven't done anything!" Don't need to fool. "You were chosen. You are the second 'Alice'. You shall die today. Now then. . .I've grown tired of your voice. It's time for you to die!"

Yamane Akio was a barely known singer in a band that never played anything more than at various bars and community functions. His friends described him as a kindhearted man who would never raise his voice offstage. After his death, his band fell apart, not having the heart to find a new singer.

Akio was abducted from his apartment on February 11, 2001. His band mates were the last people to see him alive, as he had practiced with them earlier in the day. That night, his girlfriend came to visit him, and was surprised to find the house empty. Within days, a missing persons report was filed, and a search for him began.

On the security footage of the apartment, a hooded figure could be seen entering through a side door, and leaving with a large garbage bag that bulged strangely. This strange appearance was never accounted for, and no one saw the strange man in person. This man is widely believed to be the killer, but his face was never shown, and there appears to be some doubt.

The following week, the owner of the bar "Yoshida's" (where the band had often performed) was opening for the day, and was met with a grisly sight. Slumped at a table was Akio's body. His vocal chords had been ripped from his throat, and he had been shot in the head. His "Alice" card was a King of Diamonds, and was found clutched in his hands, along with his ruined vocal chords.

"I got caught on camera?!" Oops. Cherny found me! "Whatever do you mean?" A hand gently placed to where the organ of humans should be in. "Cut the sarcasm. You planned this!" Smart yet cruel. I love all of my sacrifices. "Yes, but don't worry. You can handle yourself, and I promise that you won't be the one blamed for this murder. Trust me. Now excuse me. I have other sacrifices to deal with. I mean this is only the beginning."

"Oh, and 'Jack', Why so serious?"