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Heather sat motionless in the girl's wardrobe, for nearly two hours she waited in complete silence for her mark to return home, alone and vulnerable.

The daughter of Constable Nyugen was her latest mark, she was instructed to slay his only daughter in retaliation for the arrest of a prominent dealer in the area.

Her heart jumped at the sound of keys in the door, her slender fingers reached for the silenced pistol concealed in the thick waistband of her miniskirt, and slowly disengaged the safety on it when she heard the unmistakable creaking sound of her bedroom door being opened.

Kicking down the wardrobe door, Heather swiftly brought the silenced pistol to eye level and pointed it at the terrified Asian girl in the center of the room, she could not have been older than 18, straight shoulder length long black adorned a delicate face with minimal makeup. The poor girl was in the process of slipping out of her school uniform when Heather struck, and the merciless hitwoman pulled the trigger on her pistol before the poor thing could even scream for help.

The first bullet struck her in her windpipe, sending a hoarse gasp of surprise out of her mouth as she staggered backwards, before losing her balance and falling on her back. A rivulet of crimson seeped out of the bullet wound as only wheezes and gurgling noises escaped her luscious lips.

The petite asian girl frantically struggled to get up, only to have the joints in her limbs blown out by four well-placed shots from an expert markswoman. Tears flowed freely from the dying girl's face, her adolescent brain's completely incapable of understanding why she's subjected to something like this, she closed her eyes briefly and prayed that it was all a dream, and when she opened them everything would return to normal.

Except she never had the chance to open them again. As she closed her eyes, Heather levelled her pistol against the girl's forehead and pulled the trigger, sending messy clumps of hair, viscera, and bits of pink and white brain tissues splattered all over the wooden floor.

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K/V: Killer
Name: Felix
Age: 30
Characteristics: 185 cm, 80kg, ex-SAS, serial killer. An imposing bald man with lifeless brown eyes. He prefers to snuff his targets with his bare hands, often by brutally beating his victims to death or strangling them to death with their own undergarments after subjecting them to forced sex and sodomy.

Scene:
1) You are a flight attendant, he followed you to your hotel room and a night of excitement ensued.

2) You are a young professional woman, he meets you on a dating website under a fake alias and pays you a visit when you are least expecting him.

3) Write your own scene!