They had such a special face.
A truly memorable face.
I couldn't get them out of my mind.
I had to have their face.
They made it so easy for me.
Walking the same route to work every day, wearing that
recognisable scarf even in summer's heat.
I should have suspected something really but the need for
their face was far stronger than common sense.
I planned to attack them in the alley near their home.
They were working late so it was barely past midnight
when they got close to my hiding place.
They came closer and closer and I lept out
into their knife....
Never saw it coming.
Never thought they noticed.
Never got their face.
Ah well, there's always next time.
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