She laid there still. Her body lay there broken inside and she smelled of B.O. and her hair was matted and snarled he stood over her, grinning. "You wanted to play with magic huh? Well there ya go you got it." She lied there, and looked over to him. "B-b-bitch" He laughed, "Sorry, couldn't hear you." Then once again shot her in the chest right below her next her brown eyes widened. Then lie there, motionless her world was black. He trampled away. Trudging through the snow, stained red with her blood. She was posed like a movie star.
"The police," The repoter started, "Found the body of an unidentified body. A Jane Doe. All they know is, the Streetside killer is out there and there is a dead body in our beautiful town." He blew over the top of his gun and spoke, "Now that's what I'm talking bout."
