"Look at this, another muder! Just like the other murder!"
"Will you stop singing Jekyll and Hyde in the mall?"
Kyla looked at Steph innocently and sang, "Murder! Murder! Nothing's worse than bloody murder in the night!" She ran on ahead so Steph wouldn't have a chance to smack her.
Back in the shadows between shelves of CDs in FYE, a man in a cloak whispered to himself. "You think so? I'll have to prove you wrong..." he hissed.
"Uh, sir?" The cracking voice of the pimply kid behind the counter broke through his reverie of madness. "Pets aren't allowed in the store, sir. I'll have to ask you to..." He trailed off as the insane stare of the cloaked man bore into his heart.
"I'll leave. Come along, Maurice." The green-furred weasel scampered after his master. "I'll get you some Dippin' Dots to make up for the mean geekboy, Maurice. That's a good mutant weasel."
None of the shopping party saw the suspicious figure...
A very bored....
St. Katana the Damned, Empress of Saturn and Her Outlying Moons and Rings and self-appointed Bartender of the Boards