I stepped onto the train. The smell of sweat and rust hit my nose. I looked around me looking for a seat and the only available one was beside a man. He had bronze, golden hair that is straight as a board. His nose is a little crocked but what stood out most about him was his enchanting green eyes that would suck you in if you let them. I smiled as I approached him, taking the seat beside him.
He was reading a book. This book I knew all too well. It's titled "The Book Needed To Have A Mind Of A Killer". His eyes glistened as they glided over the words of pages and I knew from that alone that he wasn't just reading the book because he saw it in the book store and was fascinated. No, he had sought out this book. On the other side of him is a newspaper article. The article is about the new murderers that had been committed in town.
I looked over him once more, he was organized, he had 2 bags with him, he seemed like he was just visiting town. It clicked inside of me, a small smirk graced my lips. "You know, it's rude to stare," he says. "What a classic line," I responded looking into his eyes since he had turned to face me. "What about you has fascinated you so much for you to be staring at me?" he asks. "I know your secret," I said in a low whisper.
The look on his face screamed confusion. "Oh and what might that be?" he asks. "Oh, wouldn't you love to know," I say smiling at him. His face had curiosity written all over it. "Let me give you hint," I tell him. "You see that oh so lovely book you are reading, I wrote it," I tell him. His face dropped knowing that I knew everything. A sinister smirk took over my face. "For first-time killers, 5 people without being caught is quite good," I tell him. His face went paled and he took a gulp.
He could see the crazy in me and I could see the potential in him. The train stopped signalling the stop. And It was my stop indeed. "Here's a tip change up the weapons, that will confuse the heck out of the PoPo," I said. He looked at me in bewilderment. I am every killer's idol and I wore it with a badge of honour. Without looking back at him I walked out of the train.
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