He followed her down the hall to the gate of the building door. The hall was a short cut between the two main roads and it was one that she took daily. He often watched her from his office window and today was the first time he was able to catch up with her. Her blonde hair flowed in the wind, held up by a clip, it blew around her face creating a perfect halo. Her walk was remarkable, every step was like she was floating on clouds, she glided across the cobblestone path. The steps leading from the gate to the main road were steep and she glided down them as though she were an angel descending from heaven. He continued to follow her, the bus stop was up the road and to the left and he decided that he would cut the field to meet her there. She walked, cautiously in the dimming light of the sunset, pulling out her wallet and bus card as she made camp at the bus stop. He was already there and stood less than 2 feet away from her. He noticed that she was listening to headphones and wouldn't be able to introduce himself even if he wanted to. This would be the first time that he followed her home though he'd thought of it many times before. All he knew about her was that she walked down the hall next to his office window everyday around 7 PM. He needed to know more about her and decided that he would have her as his own one way or another. She hopped on the bus and he followed. Sitting a few rows behind her, he watched her remove her lipstick from her purse and reapply it in the window. He stared and pressed his lips together when she smacked hers apart. He stared as she put the lipstick back into her purse and took out a piece of chewing gum. He noticed that she was dressed in a sundress that didn't compliment her skin tone but did fit her personality. She was bright and bubbly and he wanted to change that about her. He stood and went to sit next to her. He kissed her on the cheek, "Hello, my love." His deep brooding voice said. She smiled at him. "Hello." She said. He grabbed her hand and held it in his lap. She smiled and looked out the window. She didn't know him but she was too scared to scream. He seemed kind and she hoped that he would leave before the next stop. But he didn't. He stuck with her; holding his hand, she tried to pull away but he pulled her in closer. She gulped hard and looked back out the window. He stood and pulled her up with him. When he realized that she was too scared to leave him, he decided to take her home. His house was at the next stop and she was his victim. Without any effort he yanked her off the bus and dragged her gently to his house. He let her in and insisted that she sit. He walked to the kitchen and brought back a glass of milk. She took the milk and drank. She became sleepy and he picked her up and carried her upstairs. Lying her in the bed, he removed her shoes and dress, changing her into a fresh nightgown of his late mother's. As she slept peacefully he watched her chest rise and fall with each breath. Suddenly the breaths stopped, he laid his head on her chest searching for a heartbeat but there was none. He took her dead body to the woods behind his backyard. Dragging her corpse along the path he trekked prior. He placed her alongside a fallen tree trunk and made his way back to his house. He killed an angel.
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