^~MCYT Oneshots~^

<~DreamNotFound || A Murderer's Crush~>

⚠Warnings: Descriptions of dead bodies and some gruesome scenes. Kidnapping and being restrained.⚠

"Another one, sir."

I sighed in my chair. "You're not serious, are you? There was one just two days ago. We've hardly started the investigation."

"I know, Detective George, but I am serious," They said, setting down the folder on my desk. "It's undoubtedly the work of him." They left after that.

I sat up and opened the file. I winced, as the first thing I saw was a gruesome image of a dead body. Even now, I'm not used to it. The body, like all the rest, had their eyes gauged out. The sides of their mouth were cut ear to ear to simulate a big, smiling grin. The next picture was of a wall nearby. On it was a message that read: Won't you smile with me? It was written in the victim's blood. "Well they weren't wrong, this is definitely his work."

The Smile Killer, also known as 'Dream', is a serial killer who has been active for a couple weeks. So far he is almost completely unidentified. From the few that have seen him, only being quick glimpses, we have confirmed him to be a Caucasian male with short hair. Still uncertain whether his hair is a dirty blonde or light brunette. We have no facial features, he seems to always wear a mask with a smile drawn on it. He carves his victims to have the same look I guess. He calls himself 'Dream'. We know this because one witness was able to ask, "Who are you?!"

"I'm a Dream." Is what he said.

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"Boss? Why're you here?" Detective Nick asked me. He's worked under me for a while and someone I've gotten close to.

"Something wrong with me wanting to check the scene of the crime?" I asked.

"Well no, I was just wondering. We've got it taken care of."

"Very well, I just wanted to look around. Don't let me distract you," I said.

He nodded and went back to what he was doing.

I wondered around the scene. When I got a little farther away from the group, I had the feeling I was being watched. I started to feel uneasy. He wouldn't stay so close when there's a group of investigators looking for him, would he?

Ding

A metallic sound echoed in the alleyway. I looked down and next to my foot was a medium sized nail. A wave of fear came over me. Stay calm George. I turned to look up and was met with a grinning face. He was looking down at me from over the roof of a townhouse. My mouth opened, and for a second nothing came out as he waved at me. Dried blood stained his hand.

"GET DOWN HERE YOU MURDERER!" I yelled at him. He shook his head, seemingly in disappointment, before turning away. A few officers ran over to me, not knowing what was going on. "It's Dream, he's on that building!" I pointed. They quickly ran off to chase after him.

I sighed in relief, my body calming as I started to feel safe again. I walked back to the group of investigators.

"George what happened over there? I heard shouting," Nick questioned.

"I saw Dream. At least- I'm pretty certain it was him. The description matches what we know, and there was blood on his hands."

"Oh shit!" He said in shock. "No way- you think he's been spying on us since we got here?"

"That's not an unlikely assumption," I said. "I'm going to head off now, stay safe alright?"

He nodded. "You too."