Elsa was now completely consumed by the exhilarating high of having committed murder.
It was a rush of pure, adrenaline-fueled pleasure.
So this is what it felt like to kill someone.
Besides, she already had three lives on her hands. What difference would a few more make?
In the end...
She was going to die anyway.
Heh.
Elsa's lips curled into a smile. She laughed at her reflection in the mirror, starting with a faint chuckle, then a full-throated laugh, until it warped into a wild, manic cackle.
They deserved to die!
They all deserved to die!
The Forresters lived on the sixth floor.
There were only two apartments per floor, and the one next door had been vacant for years. The apartment below was also unoccupied.
The Forresters rarely kept in touch with their relatives. After the incident with the birthday party, Frieda had even cut back contact with her brother's family. Now that Elsa had wiped them all out, it would be some time before anyone noticed and reported them missing.
So, she had to make good use of this time to accomplish what seemed impossible.
Next...
Everyone who had wronged her would join her in death.
With this thought, Elsa calmly removed her blood-stained clothes, stepped into the bathroom, took a shower, and changed into a clean set of clothes. Then, she put on gloves and a mask, and began cleaning the bloodstains in the living room.
Finally, she stuffed the three bodies into heavy-duty vacuum bags, sucked out the air, and dragged them into the back storage room, hiding them under a pile of empty boxes.
After all this was done, Elsa checked the time.
It was already three in the morning.
From seven in the evening until three in the morning—it had taken her a full eight hours to deal with the three bodies.
Elsa took a deep breath. She suddenly felt hungry. She walked to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and found it was well-stocked. So, she cooked herself a proper meal: crispy bacon, scrambled eggs, and salad.
Every day from now on was a countdown for Elsa. At a time like this, she wasn't going to neglect herself.
After eating, her strength returned. A thought occurred to her. She went into Xander's bedroom, found his phone, and tried to unlock it. She had already decided that if she couldn't guess the password, she would take the phone to the storage room and use his fingerprint to unlock it.


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