Jack the Ripper [anyone welcome]

[Hades.]

"Oh, you look so tired
Your mouth is slack and wide
You're ill-housed and you’re,
You're ill-advised
I bet your face is as mean
As your life has been

And oh, you look so tired
Well but tonight you presume too much
Too much, I said too much
and if it's the last
Thing I ever do
I'M GONNA GET YOU..."

Whispering They say that Jack the Ripper is going to get you... he wonders off his next victim into an alleyway and leads you to give in... but cruely devours your body like an infamous incubus without any identity ever so known. In that approaching moment *SLASHING SOUND OF A KNIFE IS HEARD* who knows? You could be next.... snickering



And as the story goes, a young man crawls up to catacomb his next move, succumbing the thought that his intentions were to follow his grave, expecting it anywhere he went. His intentions were final, he wanted to die instantly. He believed in myths.... especially in Jack the Ripper. He was a loyal follower to Jack's work, an obsessed fan, if you must understand. You can say his looks appealed the ones of Jack himself, per say, but not entoned enough. Someone might confuse him if a small glimpse was to be made, but not enough to stare at marveled.