It was a nice sunny day in the park. The sun streamed down threw the trees and warmed the ground that it touched. Nothing seemed out of place when it came to the park. Exept there was a man that looked to be a little odd. He sat on a bench and just watched people come and go. His eyes where a dark grey and he looked to be young. Short blonde hair just blew in the wing and he wore every day were. Play shorts and a shirt. Nothing about him gave you the thought of a murderer and yet that was what he was. He had been for a few years and now the new victim was what he was picking out. Yet he hadn't found the perfect prey just yet.