The darkness was all around her, his laughter filled her ears and she knew that the end was coming.
Unseen hands forced the woman to the ground, she fought with all her strength, tried to scream but something sour tasting was forced down her throat.
She couldn't breath for a second but then he pulled it out a little, just enough for her to take in air.
"Listen to me, we're going to play a game, if you win I'll let you go." he ran a gloved hand up the inside of her thigh "If you lose..well you better just pray you don't lose."
She began to cry, and instantly wish she hadn't, the tears seemed to please him.
"That's right little one, you cry, that's all you sluts do. You cry and beg, plead for me to let you go, but that's not what you really want is it?"
The young blonde shook her head, she didn't want to make him angry, she wanted to live, even if it meant playing along with his sick game.
"Are you ready to play?"
The knife came out of no where, she never had a chance, the blade bite into the flesh under her neck.
The shock in her eyes was a joy to see, then the fear fed his sickness, he kissed her lips and watched as her life poured out.
"You lose."
He smiled into her cold eyes, kissed her blue lips and left her behind.
It would be another three years before he struck again, when he finally came out of his hiding place he would change the life of Lily Rush forever and this would be one case she wouldn't be able to solve.