Who? Not him.
“Have you heard? There’s a killer on the loose.”
“Really?”
“Yeah! Apparently a senior from our school was found practically slaughtered.”
“That’s horrible. Are you sure it’s one?”
“Could it be more?”
“Better to think it is.”
-
He stares down at the body, wiping the knife with his black robe. He puts it away in its strap and takes off the mask, a small smirk on their face. Blood coated the boots he would burn soon, hands wearing gloves that would leave no DNA, hair held back so none would fall out.
“Ready to go home?” Virgil asks as he sees that Roman and Logan have their part, Dolos making it look like a robbery.
“I’m ready,” Patton says and walks out of the house, leaving behind the usual note on the door.
‘Have fun finding me! ♡ -Ghost’
