The masked killer
shadowlinxxx morgan
(This is the mask p.2 but the killers poem) Dear detective, You think that you know who I really am,now that you have removed my mask.You think that I will stop,when really this is just the beginning.I pity you detective,I really do.You were so desperate for a companion,that you didn't realise my mask.I take sinful souls,because they dont deserve the life that they have.I have masks,loads of them.So just when you think that you have shattered my mask,I have another one waiting to be replaced.You are foolish,if you think that you have figured it all out.I feel sorry for you,I really do detective.This is my purpose,but don't worry this won't be the last of me.I am the masked killer,and I am invinsible.I hope you are not a sin,because I rather liked the little game that we are playing.I am the winner,and I will take your cards until you have none left.When no more cards remain,I will take the prize and it will be..... Lillian xx P.3 its up to you?
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