Chapter 1: Victim Date: October 25, 2009 Day: FridayLocation: Los Angeles CaliforniaTime: 12:15 Luke looked through his apartment window and out onto the streets. He had wrapped a large blanket around him and was sitting in one of his kitchen chairs. Luke only did this kind of thing before he went out into the night. When he was outside he was a different person, he was insane. The past several nights he had taken a victim out from the streets and preformed several dark deeds upon them, and so far only two out of the three have been found. Luke took specific people in general, it was usually women in dark dresses and red lipstick. Whenever he saw a woman walking down the street alone his mind would slowly start to drift. Every time he did it he never remembered how, only why. Luke rubbed his hands together as he got up to get dressed. This night was special, and this night he would try to find his last victim before moving on. It was sort of fucked up in a way but he never saw it that way. Sometimes Luke thought himself doing God's work for the world, other times he was just trying to find someone to hold for the night. It was always so simple too, they would scream, he would get pepper sprayed, every single time. Over time he had grown used to the feel of the spray, and sometimes loved it. Luke stood up and packed his things to go out for the night. He packed the usual things, a knife, a rope and a pistol. This was his last victim before he moved to Germany, where he would settle down and forget the world he had lived in. California just wasn't for him. Before he left his apartment he put on his black coat and black hat then continued on his way. Every time he went out the door, Mrs. Cumberland gave him the strange look like she always did and then he walked out into the night. Maybe Luke was crazy maybe he wasn't, but tonight would be the last one to die.