Getting Her Picture

She shot at their bodies again, causing the almost dead ones to die instantly.

"Good!" She praised herself, patting the pistol in her hand.

Smiling at what she just did, Giselle gripped her knife.

"Hmmm!" She said, struggling with the thick knife on the bodies of her prey.

"KM!" She said again, standing up to leave the house.

"Here! Go to hell!" She muttered again, kicking the bodies and walking out through the door.

She mounted her bike, driving through the streets again in the middle of the night.

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She walked into Thomas's house, seeing him asleep. She returned the bike to it's spot, changed her costume and walked out of her brother's house.

Mounting her husband's car, she drove out of the compound, in search of her own home in the darkness.

She drove back into her home in not less than 2 hours to see Greg still sleeping.

"This worked!" She said, walking to her own side of the bed.

"Baby!" She said, hugging her husband to herself while she drifted