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(Going with option 2.)

SCAT WARNING!

From behind the bushes I watched the pretty young lady stumble across the empty street, with nothing but moonlight and a few streetlights illuminating her path. I knew that she must either be from out of town or another neighborhood. Every since I started my killings the girls of this neighborhood knew to stay off of the streets after dark. Hell, they wouldn't walk it alone during the day.

I quietly stepped out of the bushes and onto the sidewalk as she passed my location, wielding a small crossbow. I aimed it carefully; a rather annoying task when me and the target was moving, however steadily. Luckily the girl was too tired or too drunk (or both) to notice my presence.

I was aiming for my 10th headshot. I was less than a foot behind her; so close I could smell the perfume on her clothes and the high-dollar perfume in her hair. The end of the crossbow was close enough that it was almost touching her hair.

Before she decided to turn I fired. The bolt shattered her skull as it pieced the back of her head and embedded itself deep into her brains. She dropped to the ground and I knew, even as her body continued to twitch and spasm, that she was dead. She was the tenth person to be killed by him without ever even realizing that she was in peril.

I crouched over her body and took a good sniff. The smell of fancy perfume and shampoo quickly gave way to the smell of blood, urine, and shit. I grabbed the ass of her jeans to feel her ass and smear the shit in her panties. Then I grabbed her ass with both hands, lifting it, and pulled her pants down to her knees. The slut wasn't wearing any panties, and I could see the shit smeared all over her bare ass.

"Glad I'm wearing gloves," I muttered to myself as I started to smear the shit even more, getting some on her legs and up into her pussy.

After I was satisfied I removed the gloves and put em in a small Ziploc bag before putting on a clean pair. I checked her pockets, taking out a total of $475 and her ID card (for a trophy) before leaving the scene of the crime.

The next day I left the town for a new hunting ground. Early the next morning I watched the news reports talking about my latest murder.