Vermouth Thunder. One Killer Story - стр. 2

I closed my eyes dreamily.

And still cool! I met one on one with Vermouth Thunder himself, and survived. Even if I dared to tell someone about it, no one would believe me!

The thunder was cheerful. “Well, Madame Piescu, today you are unlikely to have dinner with your family, and tomorrow you will not continue to torment children. You had a bad temper, Madame Piescu! " He thought as he walked up the night street to Piazza Como. Whenever Thunder had to kill someone, he felt relief. “One more vile likeness of the soul has become less” – this is how he justified himself, setting himself a mission – to cleanse the city from filth. And, of course, return home.

Thunder was not human, nor was he an alien in the full sense of the word. Thunder was a cross between man and sphinxes – alien kvashi-creatures that lived in the distant system of twelve suns. It was thanks to this unusual incest that people from his planet possessed supernatural powers.

He had a great day today and he wanted to celebrate. There were no more murders in his plans for today, and he went to a bar in Piazza Como, next to the apartment he rented in a cottage on the Seven Mountains.

The bar was called simply: "Oyster". They served excellent oysters and beer. The stalker never made casual acquaintances, if the need arose, he simply eliminated a person who could recognize him. But in this bar everyone was usually so drunk that nobody cared about anyone.

Thunder pushed the wooden door with its barrel and hid the pistol, which he kept at the ready while walking down the street, into the far pocket. It was hot in the Ostrichnaya, it smelled of beer and shrimp. The thunder went to the far table and sat in the very corner with his back to the main crowd.

While he was waiting for the waiter to approach him, he thought that there were only 8 murders left and then he could fly away. He's been on this planet for too long already.

The scheme according to which Grom killed was quite simple, but still confusing. It was a kind of sacrifice ritual.

12 people who made up the "ring of the sphinx" – had to die, then the portal of death would open. This was the only way to return to his planet in the Galaxis 12 system, to the planet of 12 suns – Severs 12. He carved the letter "U" on the bodies of the victims – so that the sphinx ring would eventually close and the death portal would work. In addition, he "flirted" with the police, leaving them these signs, and knowing that when they find out what is really going on, he will be far from here. There were four victims behind. And eight more to come.