Belle sat on the edge of the rooftop of a three-story nightclub waiting for the peak hour when the club is filled with drunk and high clubgoers. Any minute from now the music inside the club will be at its highest to the point that it will explode your eardrum.
Belle wondered how those people inside the club manage to keep their eardrums intact.
Minutes later, she stood up from the edge and put on her black baseball cap over her braided hair. She is wearing black ripped jeans, a black biker jacket, and her glass-like face mask. She has a harpoon gun in her gloved hand. Two handguns on her waistband holster and knives on each of her ankles.
She is ready for her 7th kill.
Turning around with her heel hanging on the edge of the rooftop, she let her body fall freely. Then at the right moment, she shot the harpoon over the rooftop to hold her body from falling.
