#sanguinetron

For once, Eden wasn’t trying to get away from society after making a kill. Rather, he was looking for someone. He knew the person would be around, he just had to find the address to a shop they frequently went to. He scanned the town a bit more than the other people did, but not enough to look too suspicious. Eden was in the thousands anyway, he was close.

He didn’t take notice to anyone or anything in the sidewalks, he never did. His attention was solely for one person, and that was who would die that day.

     Shit, Mack was lost. He knew that going anywhere more than two blocks from his apartment wasn’t a good idea, especially when he just moved into a new city. There were no taxis in sight either, rendering any attempts to call for one useless. He’d been walking around for nearly an hour, only getting more and more lost. He was physically and mentally panicking at this point.

     What time was it? He quickly pulled out his phone to check. Oh shit, nearly midnight. Why did he stay at that convention for so long? It was because he loved it there so much. He couldn’t just wait until the next day there to have more fun. Well, at least he wasn’t cosplaying today.