Ruby’s heart was racing, flushed with adrenaline and the thrill of the kill. But as the violent haze dissipated from her mind, her eyes soon widened in horror. The masseuse’s broken body lay still underneath her. Dead.
Struck by this realization, Ruby sat up over her victim, recoiling away from the fatal consequences of her actions. A knot tightening in her throat. Overwhelming dread running through her veins. Until suddenly she heard the voice.
“I see. You like to play rough.” It said, sweet and soft – most certainly coy.
Ruby spun around, ready to take action, only to find Kanon gazing back at her lovingly. The warmest smile on her lips. Her pristine body, beautifully oiled, glistening under the sun.
(To be continued.)