Matthieu closed his eyes for a moment - enjoying the smell of victory and blood on the crisp night air. He stood there motionless for a few moments, listening to her breath. To the pulse pumping delicious blood down her face.<br/><br/>After what seemed like forever, he opened his eyes. That grin again. That grin of evil that couldn't be copied in the most impressive horror movie in the world.<br/><br/><strong>"Let me see you dance. Strip for me,"</strong>no tricks now. He had her. They both knew that.