Oct 26, 2012
The horse joined in the chase. The gingerbread man laughed and laughed, until he came to a river. 'Oh no!' he cried, 'They will catch me. How can I cross the river?'
The game was almost up and the killer knew that as he walked out of the pool. The more people he killed the more the chances that he was the killer grew. Though the way he saw it, people were still way off course when it came to who they thought the killer was. The bloody water shone under the lights as he gave one last look at the two bodies floating in the murky waters. “Thanks for playing the game” he laughed, closing the doors behind him.