Marietta P.O.V
The atmosphere was silent just like the climate. The plain dark sky with some stars. We were sitting on a round table with eatables in front of us and a candle stood in the center, lightning up the phenomenon dimly.
He arranged a decent dinner on the roof of that building with decent and simple decor. I would have admired it only if the circumstances were different.
His dark-deep blue eyes were boring holes in me and the rest of the creepy task accomplished by his smirk. His coat was placed on the chair and his shirt sleeves were folded revealing his creepy tattoo. The tattoo of a skull enclosed with a snake.
What an idiot I am!
We were finding this person everywhere and he happened to be just one step away. I wanted to know about the reason behind his deed that explained why I was sitting with a killer on the same table.
"Come on! Eat something or else I will think, my preparations are useless." He said with so much innocence that my mind started to spin.