Lily Ann Willow
Lily had just recently dumped her victims body. It was a male in his mid-thirties that she had captured and offed. If you took a close look at the headless body you could tell that she toyed with him first before bringing him to his demise. His corpse now laid behind a cemetery, hiding in plain sight. A sick grin was hidden by her mask, as the murderous glint in her eyes were blocked off from public view by her goggles. Both gloved hands juggled her two bloody hatchets. Every once in a while her body would twitch and create a loud crunching and popping sound.







