Find him!

"Find that bastard! Find him at any cost!" Yells the inspector. The police have arrived at the scene. Ravine finally snapped out of her daze and began explaining the situation.

"That notorious criminal. He's a threat to the society. He came with a killing intent towards the young lad you say?" The inspector, a known acquaintance of Ravine asks her. They have been on the case ever since the first attack happened almost an year ago. The police arrested him at every attempt ever made, also when Ravine passed a trespassing arrest on him was he arrested.

But he managed to escape each and every time for a total of seven times. Ravine was now sure that police turned out to be unreliable.

She had to do something on her own.

How can she put a stop to this psychopath's actions?

"Find him, dammit! We can't risk the neighborhood with him going around free!" The officers mutter against each other. They've stationed against a tall tree. The tree was situated in the middle of the graveyard.

"Find him—wait, this is a brand new grave. Let's not step on it." Says the officer to his colleague. They respect the freshly buried body, not knowing it was of the criminal on the loose himself and alive six feet under.

Breathing the limited air left for him in the coffin six feet under the soil, John was trying his best not to yelp or whimper. While burying himself, he happened to use his cut hand as the soil began irritating his injury. The wound was no joke in itself.

"Fucking fools." He calls after them, escaping as quietly as possible while the sounds of police sirens blared in the background.

He reaches his den, far away from the city outskirts. He was living in a dump-shed all alone without any supplies from anywhere. He was a psychopath, he could survive off of anything.

John tapes his screams with a cloth between his teeth. His saliva oozes out as he begins to pour alcohol that he found on his way back on his injury. The wound opens up again, the agony of the writhing man was unimaginable.

Throwing the piece of cloth harshly to the wall, he made himself look like a feral animal before running out of the shed.

"RAVINE!!" He screams.

"YOU WILL NEVER ESCAPE FROM ME!" He begins laughing manically.

"MY BROTHER AND I WILL FIND YOU AND KILL EVERYONE THAT YOU FUCKING LOVED! EVERYONE, RAVINE! EVERYONE!!" He screams to the moon while running around. At the moment, even Lucifer was scared of such an existence on earth.

He was wilder than any beast that ever walked on earth.