Continues to watch from afar. Eyes never leaving her body.

Keep this up and he might even come a little closer.

He continues to look. Perhaps taking another step closer. Oops.

He’d like to do much more then just touch. She’s playing a dangerous game.

Perhaps he is curious how much she can actually take.

Is that so? Guess he will take a few more steps closer. He’s almost arms length away.

Maybe so. Hopefully a little pain doesn’t scare her away. She looks like she has flawless skin.

He’ll try his best not to. Hope she closes the gap.

His eyes looked down at her, tilting his head tit he side and took a step forward once more. It would seem so.

Never any words, he’s more of a silent type. A hand soon moved around her waist. She’s playing dangerous. He likes it.

Wants to murder someone.

Can you guess what month it is? Time to dip his knife in someone’s flesh.

Stop being a simp.

This is his month.

Murder sounds good right now.

Stalks the reader.

He’s thinking about murder again.

It’s his birthday today, all he wants is someone’s head on a plate.

Did he kill Laurie Strode this Halloween? Unfortunately no, she still lives.