Halloween again, his favorite day of the year. He watched the parade of costumed coeds flow in and out of the bars.

This year he hunted for a nurse.

Fingers caressed the switchblade in his pocket, fantasizing about slicing a skimpy white dress off his prey. Cock stiffening at thoughts of blood coating his hands.

He spotted one, stumbling toward the alley, alone.

This would be her last Halloween.