He woke up from falling asleep on the floor, he was still wearing his blood clothes, which made him whimper slightly, he put them in the wash, thinking about jail and if he would ever go there, he shivered at the thought, then he chuckled, hes to good at this, he reminded himself, he hopped on his treadmill and ran a mile or two before picking his things up and heading out the door, he usually did his killing at night, so he could keep a low profile, it was easier for him to get away, but today was different, he was going on a spree to hide the guilt of his last victim he went to the nearest house he could find and shot the husband and wife, he smirked and headed home sitting down and watching the news, seeing the news on how a girl and her boyfriend got murdered the other night, he shed a tear and stabbed a whole through his t.v