It always starts with one simple question; "who is my next kill?"

I ask this question everyday as I walk down the streets to just go to shop or to eat. I look around me to see a diversity of people just walking towards a big caldron just so they can just get taste by a chef, a chef who just loves to get them in their trap and cook them. To be cooked by the chef so it can be tasted, because they think they have a delicious taste on them. You would think that, but what they don't know is that most of them, 90%of the time , they don't have that satisfying taste they believe they have. The other 10% have the rarest of all taste that the chef could have ever eaten. Those are difficult to find because they're very few that are like that and they mostly hide it from us chef's, not letting us have a taste or even the slightest nibble on them. Well, they'll find out soon that us chef's will find them little by little each day, no matter how hard they hide. They will be found and they'll be found by us....