Another week, another murder......8 more bodies had been found over the course of 1 week, people had been evacuated from the town. Those who chose to stay lived in fear, news papers described the incidents as a real life one man purge. The police still couldn't find anyone, most of them too afraid as most police went missing or were found dead days after investigation. James Fisher pulled his mask over his face and looked in the mirror "terrifying" he thought, the black mask had a small red line on the head that ran down to the nose. James pulled on his black hoodie and pulled out his pistol, 9 bullets.....9 people.....he walked out of the bathroom and into the woods, "time to play" he muttered to himself. 9 people dead in a matter of minutes, the names were released they were: Lola Dean, a local teacher, Eden Fritz, a student, Cole Sanders, an elderly man, Nina Young, a Street entertainer, Jay Smith, a local police officer, Jenny Young, Nina Young's sister, May Pipper, a sales woman, Coco Maxwell, a store assistant and Rhett Thorn, a bus driver. Like all the other cases no suspects were found, but there was a tenth victim who survived after only being hit in the head. Her name was Lilly Anderson, she was working at the market the day of the shooting, she told the police that the attacker was wearing black clothing and had a black mask with a red line on it. That night Lilly was found dead in her bed, the words "snitches are bitches who end up in ditches" had been painted on the walls with Lilly's blood, Lilly had her tongue cut out and put in her throat, the scene was very bloody and gruesome. Everyone was a suspect, well everyone who witnessed Lilly confess to the police what the killer looked like. The people in questioning were James and 3 other officers. 1 of whom was found dead with their lips sewn closed and the words "wasn't me" had been carved into their skin. The head of the police office Chief Mark Doming called for a search of all the suspects homes, when the police searched Jame's house they found notes with the names of victims, the names had been crossed out, it looked like a sort of hit list. Chief Mark was called in to look at the evidence. As he looked over the list, his heart stopped. In big black letters were the words MARK DOMING and underneath SUSAN DOMING, Marks wife. He called her, no answer "I WANT ALL AVAILABLE POLICE OFFICERS TO SEARCH FOR JAMES FISHER SEND THE SWAT IN CASE HE PUTS UP A FIGHT!" Mark announced, he got in his car and sped to his house. His worry grew when he saw the window smashed, he pulled out his gun ready to fight, he burst into the door and screamed, his wife's head was in front of him, her face had been sewn into a sick distorted smile, blood poured out of her mouth. Mark ran into the kitchen and he vomited, her body was on the table with  Jeffrey Dahmer's recipe for how to cook a human in her hands. He knew someone who had been on the case of  Jeffrey Dahmer and knew how he cooked and ate his victims. So as soon as he saw the note he knew who it was. He got a call "Sir! James Fisher is dead!" one officer said "Good, that fucker needed to be punished" Mark said before hanging up. The next day there was a mass funeral held for all the victims. Everyone soon forgot about James Fisher, until 3 years later when Mark was at home he heard a knock on his door. He opened it, there was a note. he unfolded it but stopped as soon as he read it. "I'm back~" was written in blood with a picture of James Fisher smiling attached to the bottom