As Tina looked down at her latest victim, the slight panting of his dying breath and low whimpers of , “please… no…” almost touched her frozen heart, as her walking stick swung hard against his skull, ending his life.
It was done.
The Promenade Killer had struck again.
Tina wished she could kill more than a few a year, but she vowed to only murder after knitting up a new coat from her Bear Brands pattern book.
Her quiet town was granted a reprieve this go-round, as her new crafting endeavor was a rather complex design.
As she struggled with the intricate pattern, Tina vowed the next one to fall would feel the full wrath of dropping her cable hook and losing a row.