Rundle

By Jzt

On Rundle, she crafted profiles with stolen smiles and honeyed words. Her latest match, Mark, was charmed by her wit and beauty. They agreed to meet at a quaint café, but she suggested a secluded park for a more "romantic" setting.

As night draped the park in shadows, Mark arrived, eager for love. But under the cover of darkness, her true intentions surfaced. Her laughter turned to a sinister chuckle as she approached, knife glinting in the moon's pale light.

Mark's last thought, as he felt the cold steel, was not of love, but of the eerie emptiness in her eyes. 

The next day, another profile was ready on Rundle, waiting for its next unsuspecting match.

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