[ WP ] Two serial killers stumble upon each other while hiking . Both find the other to be the perfect next victim .

The urges were coming back. I thought the exercise would take my mind off it, but I was so wrong. Dead wrong, in fact. 
 
 
 `` On your left'' 
 
 
 Shaken out of my thoughts, I nodded at the hiker, and allowed him to pass. Today was n't a good day. I promised myself to be good. After all, that's what this hike was. Old habits die hard, I guess. As the figure sped off, I imagined a few different ways he was not going to complete the trail. A gentle shove when it got narrow... 
 
 
 Dammit. This was a bit difficult for me. My eyes wandered to the nearby bench. Maybe a water break would help? I decapitated my water bottle and took a seat. The water was quite refreshing and satisfying, although I think my 6th thought of it would definitely have disagreed. 
 
 
 *crunch crunch crunch* 
 
 
 As more and more people passed by, I realized that my water break was definitely a bad idea, especially by the afternoon. Many people passed by, quite quickly. I closed my eyes and focused on the sounds of their footsteps to suppress my urges. As soon as the noises died down, I stood up to continue onward, running into a mountain of a man, with my sudden movement. 
 
 `` Oops, sorry!'' I exclaimed in surprise. 
 
 He looked like he belonged on the trails here, but his heavy breathing and trudging betrayed the fact that he was also out of his element. His arms looked like he could strangle anyone of his choosing. I was quite envious, looking down at my own scrawny things. He got back on-balance, and slowly appraised me. He would n't find much. Nothing more than a T-shirt, shorts and a half-empty generic water bottle. I made sure of that one. After all, nondescript is quite my forte. 
 
 
 `` It's quite all right, the only thing that's bruised would be my pride'' With a slightly winded voice and a wince ( probably from when I slammed into him ) 
 
 
 Sizing him up, that looked quite true. it would've been impossible to miss him if I was paying any attention, or had my eyes open. It was strange. Quite strange indeed. Did I not - 
 
 
 `` Would you care to go together? It would definitely make the hike a lot more interesting, having someone to talk to and all'' 
 
 
 A sly grin formed on my face as I took strides in lock-step. My bad habits are starting to show again. 
 
 
 `` It would be my pleasure, but I'm not the talkative type. I hope you'll be ok with that?'' 
 
 
 `` Wonderful!'' A truly jovial voice, almost jubilant, a completely different tone than before. 
 
 
 With that, we set off on our journey. I took note of my new travelling companion. He had quite a few odd quirks. 
 
 
 The first, he travelled. LOTS. He regaled me with tales of his travels, and his misadventures in a variety of different locales. Milan, Gambia, Liberia, Chile, Myanmar, Lithuania. Those are the names of the countries that I maanged to catch. If I missed a beat, I would n't realize which country and which authorities he would be escaping from. It seemed quite endless, and I tried paying attention, but it seemed quite endless. I put up a good front and made a good showing. After all, I had the opportunity to study him for a few hours. I do believe I reacted appropriately when he was escaping Germany into Poland for his getaway though. He looked quite satisfied with himself. 
 
 
 The second of which I noticed, his steps, although they looked like they were trudging in the gravel, were nearly completely silent. Maybe it was his shoes, or his occupation that caused the development of this type of step, but they were quiet. I only noticed when another hiker came past in the opposite direction. It was a small thing, but something I would like to have. 
 
 
 The third thing, was his gaze. Occasionally, he would gaze in my direction, as if looking straight through me. Not as if I did n't exist in that space, but as if he was looking for something somewhere. It was... quite different, almost otherworldly. 
 
 The last thing, I could n't quite place. I sensed that this person, was quite unique. Although beaten thoroughly by the path, he still had an air of dignity about him. Almost like a noble, but somehow... sharper. More... knife-like. It felt like he was entitled to anything everything around him. 
 
 
 At this point, all reason flew out the window, and I decided that this one will be mine, and mine alone. The perfect victim, after all. The look of a man that has everything, and having everything taken from him as he realizes there is nothing left to take. It was definitely a bad hobby of mine, especially since I promised to be good today. The challenge and execution made me quite happy, as another smile creeped up on me. 
 
 
 The smile evaporated as we neared the last trail marker. Panic gripped me as the evidence of civilization increased. I had just found the perfect prey, yet he would elude me, possibly forever. If I had tripped him on that stepping stone a mile back, or pushed him off the lookout 2 hours ago, or tied him and held his his head under the river, or- 
 
 
 `` Would you like to do this again next week?'' 
 
 
 A mischievous smile appeared. I was able to keep my promise after all. 
 
 
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 Edit: Added double the story! Hopefully this ending is more satisfying than the last one!
