A twinkle in his eye and a twist of her head soon gave the town cause to fall into dread. Her body was found partially buried in the mayor’s rose garden with her neck snapped. Sure enough, the press went absolutely wild and panic started to spread throughout the town. People were losing their minds wondering if they would be next and their neighbors were the killers.
All the while, the real killer looked down from his hill with a twinkle in his eye. He was content to watch from on high when people tore each other apart in panic. That was the true nature of humanity: persecution from panic.