by shukyou (主教)
illustrated by cloven
“He’s a serial killer, you know,” was what Wyatt heard as he approached his friends at the bar.
“Nah,” said Benny, shaking his head so his disdain came through loud and clear over the thudding strains of Joy Division. “He probably doesn’t kill them. Just chains them to a radiator and maybe licks them twice a day.”