RATED PG-13.
Genre: mystery, suspense, romance, mild action
TDL's Note: I'm écriture a new story. This one is rather dark. The first part is very short; it is only the prologue.
The air was filled with the scent of wet concrete. The moon shown down on the lifeless zoo, the only source of light. Puddles covered the ground from the storm that passed through the city hours ago. An eerie silence swept over the exhibits.
Through the silence, faint footsteps moving from puddle to puddle were heard, getting louder and louder. He came from the shadows and out into the moonlight, and took a breath of the fresh air. He moved quickly and quietly, not to disturb the sleeping animals.
He stopped at his destination. He stared into the exhibit, and a smile spread across his face. It was not a pleasant, sane smile, but a smile of pure hatred and evil. He sighed happily and chuckled to himself as he quietly and full heartedly entered the exhibit.
The smile only grew wider when he crept closer to the sleeping creature. When he was only a few inches away from the animal, he held out his arm. The couteau he gripped gleamed in the moonlight. He let out another chuckle. There was going to be a murder tonight.
Genre: mystery, suspense, romance, mild action
TDL's Note: I'm écriture a new story. This one is rather dark. The first part is very short; it is only the prologue.
The air was filled with the scent of wet concrete. The moon shown down on the lifeless zoo, the only source of light. Puddles covered the ground from the storm that passed through the city hours ago. An eerie silence swept over the exhibits.
Through the silence, faint footsteps moving from puddle to puddle were heard, getting louder and louder. He came from the shadows and out into the moonlight, and took a breath of the fresh air. He moved quickly and quietly, not to disturb the sleeping animals.
He stopped at his destination. He stared into the exhibit, and a smile spread across his face. It was not a pleasant, sane smile, but a smile of pure hatred and evil. He sighed happily and chuckled to himself as he quietly and full heartedly entered the exhibit.
The smile only grew wider when he crept closer to the sleeping creature. When he was only a few inches away from the animal, he held out his arm. The couteau he gripped gleamed in the moonlight. He let out another chuckle. There was going to be a murder tonight.
