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When I land in the new world; I hit the ground and I groan. I had laid there on the ground, and I don't move as I pant, Then I slowly raise up on my hands, and I look around; I am quiet as I slowly sat up. I am looking around me; I groan, I felt my ribs ache. “Bruised Ribs” I complain. I got up quickly; I find clothing in my bag. I put on the combat boots, and I have on a bomber jacket. I have my hair hanging loose; I pull on my black and teal Ombre beany. I leave the area that I had landed, and I was walking through the woods; I find a road. It’s a highway; I start hitchhiking I walk.
I walk with my thumb out; a car pulls over and I ran over. I am silent as I am in the front seat; I got out at the town. I look around, and I went to the library; I use the internet. Then I am outside, and I was walking to the truck stop. I am hanging around; I am in California, and I am going East. I am going toward New York or Virginia; I got a ride with a guy. He's in a small truck; he's not a truck driver. He got inappropriate; I told him to pull over. We hadn't even made it outside of California; he took me to a small town on the border of California and Nevada. He tries to rape me.
I killed him and I brand him with the word Rapist on his forehead I shoved both his cock and Balls down his throat. I made sure; I didn't leave evidence, and I quickly leave the scene. Then I had flagged gown another car; the man tries to strangle me. I cursed fighting back; I stab him through the neck. I am covered in blood in the process. I am angry; I don't have time to fuck around. He's a big dude, I cover the void that I made by bleeding him out more. Then I brand Serial Killer Rapist into his forehead. I ran from the scene; I break into hotel, I showered, and I got the blood out.
I need to get it out of my clothing; I wasn't even 300 miles from my original destination. I am silent as I am scrubbing the bathroom with the cleaning supplies I keep with me. I made sure I didn't leave any blood or hair in the bathroom or in the room. I leave the room; I was careful not to be seen. I was so glad I had learned to pick locks. I am hungry and I was at a convenience store; I am in a sour mood; I took the food, and I leave the store I was eating as I walked. I start thumbing for a ride and a car pulls over. I walked over; I look at the driver. “Where you headed?” the woman asks.
“Just let me off before you get to your house, I'm crossing the state” I say. “Headed to the East Coast” she nods. I am silent while she drives; she gave me some money. I look at her and thank her; I am in a weird mood as I sat silently. I got some real food; I am sitting I am eating; I look around, and I leave after I eat. I walked to the highway, and I thumb a car pulls over. I am sitting in the car as the man drives; I wasn't interested in sex. He's trying to force me; I hurt him leaving him there dead. with the brand. I made it to Nebraska before I ran into another rapist. They got the drop on me.
I fought them and I knock them out; I kill them I don't brand them because of the drugs. I stagger away, and I pass out after I break into an abandoned cabin. I woke up with a groan. I felt sick; I am silent as I got up. I find food, and I also find water in the cabin. Even though it seems not to have been used in over a decade. I leave after I wash, and I burn the rags as well as the towels. I am in a mood as I silently walked; the man that pulls over asks where I am headed. I say East Coast. He's going as far as Illinois he says, the news came on. I swear men just think it's okay to hurt me.
I ditch out of his car on the highway; he didn't stop or pull over. I was scowling; I got up dusting off my pants, and I had started walking. I got another ride and I deal with more issues. I leave none of my DNA. I finally reached the east coast; it only took 300 cars, and about 250 deaths later. I stand there; I went to a mall, and I bought a rolling footlocker/trunk. I went about putting a fold out set of drawers into it with compartments on the top of it. I built a murder kit; I look at the items. I put all of the knives into just one of the trays. I had put bungee in the lid, and I am silent now.
Then I look at all of the items in the kit. I have tarps, ropes, zip ties, and box cutters. I have coveralls and shoe covers, and I had boxes of gloves. I put the cleaning supplies into spill proof bottles; have two smaller square trunks that I put on top. They're smaller hard trucks like 12” x 12” x 14 inches tall each. One is loaded with makeup and hygiene and the other has clothing. I bought a van, and I built a bed inside it. I turn it into my living space; I am standing there. I travel around; I start traveling. I was hunting for bad men; I found one of the worst, and I was silently sitting.
I had parked the van inside the abandoned parking garage. It is still in good condition. I built a kill room; I have more cars for moving bodies. I have 6 locations where I can kill men. I torture and I hurt the man. I dump his body with a paper; I pose him to seem like he's reading it. He was dead and I watch the news in my van as I sat. It was after the 5th body that the FBI is called in. They're at the newest crime scene. I put a camera so I could watch. I went to a place, and I print pictures of them. I get myself a small house, and I soundproof the basement. I work around the house.
I am giving into my darker urges. I started traveling back in time. I met a little boy with Dark Hair. He said his name Aaron; we became fast friends. I made the basement into a prison cell. I am in the quarter of the basement that I turn into a workshop. I put a buffer zone between the workshop and the prison. The next time I kill I left the message can you see me now. I am silently sitting. It is quiet as I looked at the man. I say nothing; I looked at the man. I shifted and I look at the roof. I kept my head held high; I looked at them. I was standing there quietly watching them now.