I just hope that someone was going to clean up this mess before the crows come home and have a buffet with the red meat as a main course and pieces of broken bones resembling the same size of the thinnest grated cheese flakes around, as the stench of mortal decay settled like a thick rotten fog, poisoning the air, leaving it to linger above distorted figures of which used to be in one piece, yeah, that's my cue, got to get moving before all this dried up flesh starts attracting flies,the last thing that we want is some plaque, infestation or disease to come about killing and infecting our source of blood from these pathetic mortal weaklings.
Okay!My ripper was enjoying every last bit, maybe too much,but that's when my mind fell on the thought of Nicqolette,I had to see her.The first thing
