Song of a Serial Killer

Noise.
When walking down the street you hear the stomping of footsteps, voices, music and more.
He hears the thumping of each individual heart.
He can hear the blood pumping, fast or slow.
Like the tempo to a perfect song.
He seeks the heart with the sound of a waltz.
He knows this heart will be the most unique when the blood is split.

Millions of hearts beating all at once, while he chooses which one to stop.
Its more than a noise to him, its a lure.
The right sound just might set him off.

Thats when its heard.

One,
Two,
Three.
One,
Two,
Three.
One,
Two,
Three.

As he follows the beat, his feet moving it perfect time.

One,
Two,
Three.
One,
Two,
Three.
One,
Two,
Three.

A reflection from the moons luminescent beams onto the blade, glowing brighter than a flash light.

One,
Two,
Three.
One,
Two,
Three.
One, Two,
Three, Four.
One, Two,
Three, Four.
One, Two,
Three, Four.
One, Two, Three,
Four, Five, Six.
One, Two, Three,
Four, Five, Six.
One, Two, Three,
Four, Five, Six.

One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six!

One....

One...


One...


One.

The scarlet river flows down the sidewalk, as he seeks a new dance partner.