In the darkness of the alley I saw his red coat and I knew instantly that once again it was him standing in the shadows. I crept up behind him in the hope of startling him - I didn't. Nothing could scare him. Nothing could scare the man who induced fear into the streets of London. He was the definition of fear to all but I for it was me who controlled him; it was me who ruled London's fear. Little did my sisters know that whilst they slept peacefully in their beds I was controlling London's largest criminal. Little did they know that they were on my list...

My list consisted of many women; the long mental tick list was growing and developing every day - always saving my darling sisters for last. Once my precious Hangman had completed his night's murder the two of us took off into the shadows with only his red trench coat visible in the green haze that protected us. Somewhere in the misty darkness two voices could be heard coming out of the whorehouse down the street; I remembered my days there as if they were only last week - I loved my Hangman from the moment that he saved me from the wretched place. As we ran I watched as a series of dark clouds eclipsed the moon and felt the beginning of the light downpour on my bear arms. 

Once inside his small home the Hangman closed the door lightly so as to not be heard by his brother and the two of us crept down the stairs to his day time office. Together we spent a while reminiscing the list and laughed over our power.

"So tell me again Miss Carolina why you wish for me to kill such beautiful young women." He sighed as he looked into my eyes; I laughed. I had told him my answer countless times and yet he did not seem to understand my though process.

"For you my darling look upon each of these women as if you saw them and not me. They are everything I wish to be - pretty, innocent and the centre of your attention." As I replied I noticed that he had fallen asleep in his chair much like he had every night after I had met him. Shaking my head in slight disapproval I too laid myself down to sleep on his empty work table and awaited morning when the papers would be released.