Aik| Psychopath murder.

Heavy footsteps creak across the wooden bridge as a very tall guy drags a heavy black bag, tightly bound. Ike chuckles when he finally throws the bag into the sea. Bye bye Barbara, you were very hot last night.. - Ike mumbles hysterically, continuing to laugh, yes, he laughed so hard that he clutched his stomach. Huh, he was very amused by the fact that the playful blonde would now sleep dismembered, in a bag, at the bottom of the ocean or in the stomachs of fish. Okay, it's time for him to go home, he's had enough fun.

During the trip, he listened to music, shaking his head at the beat. He received a notification on his phone and was distracted for a second. After a couple of seconds, he felt himself bump into something and cursed under his breath. - "damn it.." -Ike quickly stopped the car, realizing that he had hit someone. When he got out, he saw a man who was almost hit by his car. Oh gods, are you all right? - Well, he didn't really care much about this issue.