the oh-so-familiar scent of smoke resting peacefully.
Bodies clashed against one another
Euphoria clouding the minds of the club's inhabitants
Everything and everyone fit perfectly in the setting
Except for one.
Bright red clung onto big, alluring hips
The taste of liquor tainting soft pink lips
Not a single 'clack' from ebony pumps
Just the sway of her lady lumps
Out she goes with a man in uniform
Once in the alley, she gags him with chloroform
Limp and frail, the man collapses
Life slowly fading as time lapses
Piece by piece, the cadaver is losing its form
Cooking fresh flesh, how delicious!
A knock on the door is enough for one to panic
Hiding the corpse, she opens the door.
"Hello, I'm Rick, your new neighbor down the hall!"
Sighing, a kind smile adorned full lips
"Hello, I'm Hanna Bell Lector."