Nathan's eyes shot open as he gasped for breath, sitting up. He looked around at his surroundings, trying to catch his breath. He saw a person wearing a surgeon's mask, that was splashed with blood. Nathan scrambled away from him, until his back hit the wall. He then had a full view of the surgeon, who was wearing a classic white doctor's coat (that wasn't so white), red shoes that glistened in the light, and he was holding a scalpel that was stained with blood.

   He slowly approached Nathan, scalpel glistening in the hospital lighting. Nathan was found dead from blood loss an hour later. The surgeon-like being gone, like he had not really existed or disappeared.
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   'My second one this week, and it's only Wednesday,' Thought a young girl as they removed a mask from her face. She went over to a mirror, observing her features (still covered in blood splashes). "Nice body," She commented out loud, "I chose the right one earlier." Her first victim had been Nathan, and the murderer had recently killed a young woman in her early twenties. Her hadn't been caught yet, for her uniqueness of being able to change her features into their recent victim. She then changed, tried to wash her clothing of the blood. She lived in a remote area, where very little humans ventured because of "feeling the presence of evil". Which they weren't wrong about, for evil lurked within the forest.

   The murderer walked to her fancy kitchen to grab a bottle of red wine. She then grabbed a wine glass and poured herself a glass. Then walked outside and sat on a bench. She sipped her red wine as she gazed at the forest around her. Ringing was suddenly heard as the creature's phone went off. Yes, she may be a murderer but she does have a phone. She tends to leave it at her house when she does those things. But she never spoke a word on her phone, or gave any evidence where it could be found out it was her murdering all of those people.

    She pulled out her phone seeing it was an unknown number, she just put her phone down. 'If they need me for something important, they'll leave a voicemail.' She thought as she took a sip of her red wine. The person who had called her, had left a voicemail. The creature then listened to it, curious of what it could be. She was greeted with heavy breathing, which ended soon along with the voicemail. "Hm, I wonder who that could have been," She muttered to herself. Her victim hadn't looked the best when she had killed her, but the creature had taken form of the woman's most beautiful age. She had blonde hair, eyes that were so dark they were almost black, and rose colored lips.

    The victim originally had lighter eyes, but the creature's own eyes made her eyes a darker form of what the victim's had been. She wetted her lips, trying to think of who she knew. "Perhaps it was that one demon who's always been trying to seduce me, she might have been debating leaving a voicemail but decided against it," She wondered out loud, then nodded thinking that was it. "With my luck with her, she'll be at m- oh that's right, didn't I agree to have dinner with her tonight," She started, but then interrupted herself with a different question.

    "Hm, she'll probably try to seduce me even in this female form. She never did care for my looks, just wanted me." She muttered as she stood up, walked back inside her house, placed the empty glass on a table, and walked into her room. "Why not give her something to look at, perhaps I'll even kill again today. Might distract them," She muttered as she looked for a nice outfit. She settled for a blood red low-cut shirt and a black skirt, got changed, and put on a pair of black heels then she walked over to the calendar she had in her room.

   "I was correct, in fact I probably should get ready for her to come over now." She said as she examined the calendar. She then got ready for dinner with a friend, and had left over time. 'You know what I'll change into a pair of shorts and a shirt like this and I'll go killing again,' she thought, going to get changed.
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   The terrified screeches of pain were music to the killer's ears. She grinned insanely as she held a gun in front of her and shot the victim again. She then decided enough was enough, shot her victim in the chest, near the heart. The murderer grabbed ahold of the young woman's body, to drag it over to the closet. She threw her in, knowing that her tracks weren't covered well. 'It doesn't matter anyways,' She thought to herself as she left the house.

   She went and changed into the previous outfit she had on before she had went killing. She still had a couple splashes of blood on her face and hands, but she left it like that. She then went to the kitchen and waited for her guest. It only took a few moments for her to get to the creature's house, then they had a wonderful night, unlike the creature's victim had.