The air was thick with the scent of well blended spices; garlic, ginger, onions, pepper. etc. The scent of a well prepared meal would trigger most mouths to saliviate.
Standing by the oven was the enigmatic killer himself, with his bronze skin glistening lightly, covered with a thin layer of sweat. Besides the black crisp slacks, fine Italian leather shoes, and the white apron on him, he was wearing nothing else. For every slight movement of his arms, the muscles, and bones bound tightly by skin moved. Though seemingly perfect, several scratches where found on his back, a couple were four parallel scars. Turning around he, reveals his visage but only a few parts of it as the light seems to wander away only to his eyes, and the darkness hiding the rest.
"See here...if I was a killer, I'd be Hannibal, Vlad, and perhaps Mr. Vorhees combined. Cunning, sensual, and brutal all at the same time...too bad you can't hear me right now."
Lifting the tongs he was using for his cooking close to his mouth, placed between its digits was a lightly fried ear with pepper and onion stuck to it.
"Mmmm... ala'Tysonesque no...," a light chuckles escapes through his lips as he turns back to his cooking, "You did love being eaten... piece by piece...oh ooo, I think I found a piece of your heart."
takes slipknot then stabs him in the heart then takes it out then sticks a quarter-stick in it then i put it back in u and have a long fuse so then i light that ***** up and u go boom so then i take the remains of ur body then burn them then take the ashes and feed it to my dogs then throw there shit in a lake
takes vamp then kicks her right in the face then pulls out all her teeth with plyers then gives her a michael jackson nose job then turns her black then i send her out in the "hood" so then i say look guys fresh meat then the bums come after you thinking ur one of them then u get raped by bums then i black man shoots ya in ya head.