Kathrine watched her boyfriend contently as he lounged in the recliner watching tv. John watched the game intently practically on the edge of his seat ready to jump and cheer. Kathrine grinned and headed toward the kitchen to start on dinner. She was excited to have a nice, calm meal with her boyfriend. As she was cutting the tomatoes she heard scrapping noises. She looked around trying to find the sound, and just as she was about to call it of she heard it again. Then a moan. Kathrine walked toward the kitchen closet door and peeped through the opening. It was blurred and hard to make out so she went to find something to open the door. Kathrine dug through the drawers and finally found a screwdriver long enough to pick the lock. After struggling for awhile she heard the click of the lock snap. She opened the door and flipped the switch to turn the lights on in the closet. There before her eyes was a beaten woman. She seemed tall and well built. Her dark red hair cascading over her pale face and shadowed her lapis eyes. The girl looked up at Kathrine with pain and silent begging in those gem like eyes. Kathrine knelt down and was about to take the bandana gag out of her mouth when a shadow fell behind her. She spun around and saw John.

He glared down at Kathrine icily as he said, “All I wanted was a lazy Sunday, but now I have to kill you”. Kathrine looked at him with disbelief and started to rise of the ground. She stuttered as she spoke to the man that she had thought she knew.

“H-how? H-how could you do t-this?”

John smiled smugly and said, “My dear Kathrine, I have done this plenty of times before. You’ve seen the news. You told the police I had an alibi for every murder, so they marked me off the suspect list. I have you to thank for that, honey”. Kathrine gasped and shook her head in shock. She had done it. She never would have thought her boyfriend would beat and murder fifteen other girls, plus the closet girl. That is sixteen girl’s that was murdered and she was basically an accomplice. Kathrine shuddered as John grabbed her by the throat and said, “You will give me one more alibi. That is all I ask and in return I will stop and never hurt anyone else, but if you don’t I will kill you and the girl plus many many others”. Kathrine agreed solemly and sat in the living room while he killed the closet girl. The hid the body and she gave the police an alibi for them both. Then, when Kathrine thought it was all over, John grabbed a knife from his pocket and sliced her throat. Causing Kathrine’s world to turn black.