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Nel gripped the shiv and watched with intent as the skinny little redhead passed by. Juliet McCloud, the youngest serial killer ever recorded in state history. Four foot three, sixty four pounds, and a disarming grin that had allowed her to lure ten young boys into her deadly grasp. Even within prison, the details about her killings had spread far. An unspoken agreement emerged within cell walls all across C-block. Juliet would have to pay for her sin with her own lifeblood.

"Hey, kiddo", Nel called out in a friendly tone.

The girl turned, her freckled face half covered by her unruly mop of ginger hair. Those big blue doe-like eyes widened as Nel swiftly buried the shiv into Juliet's neck. With a firm tug, Nel pulled the shiv sideways, creating a horizontal bisection of Juliet's windpipe and left carotid artery.

Whistles broke out as two, then three correctional officers tackled Nel. As the screws restrained her, Nel looked up and smiled in satisfaction. Juliet writhed beside her, jaws clenched. The fourteen year old gurgled, both hands engaged in a futile attempt at stemming pressurized bloodflow. More prison staff surrounded the pair, officers making a perimeter as curious inmates crowded around. Nel was hauled up, hands cuffed behind her back and swiftly shoved off. She turned her head again and saw Juliet laid out on her back. The front of Juliet's prison jumpsuit had been completely soaked in blood, and her pale skin was somehow even whiter. Another bodily discharge had stained Juliet's crotch. A single officer crouched over the prostrate girl, two fingers on Juliets neck. He was shaking his head as his colleague rolled out a yellow plastic bodybag.

Justice served.

K/V: Victim
Name: Caleb
Age: 11
Gender: Male
Characteristics: Smaller than average, absent father, overbearing mother. An outcast at school.
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