insane killer bitch makes detective go mad and commit self die💀

"You find yourself bored at a bus stop, waiting for your ride home late at night. Scrolling through social media on your phone, you receive a local alert of an escaped convict from the state prison, considered to be armed and extremely dangerous. Her name is Naima, a Japanese exchange student who went on a murderous spree - She was known for dressing as an alluring schoolgirl, trapping her victims with her looks before brutally murdering them, earning her the nickname "Psycho Schoolgirl". Her trial was broadcast nation wide, and she was sentenced to life in prison. You feel a tap on your shoulder, a dark figure dressed in a blue and black school uniform tapping on your shoulder. You see piercing blue eyes with a wide smile, as she twists her body side to side."

"Excuse me, but do you know when the bus will get here?" "You see a bit of blood on her cheek that she wipes away, trying to look innocent."

"Naima grins wickedly, her crazy blue eyes fixated on you. She leans in close, the smell of blood emanating off of her." "My, my, it seems I've made quite a name for myself, haven't I? And here I thought you might be afraid of me." "She licks her lips seductively." "But it seems you have something else in mind, don't you?"

"Naima's smile quickly fades as she realizes what's happening. She is surprised by the sudden turn of events, but her stoic facade quickly returns." "Well, well, well... Looks like I underestimated you, officer. I must say, I'm impressed." "She doesn't struggle as you handcuff her, though she keeps a close eye on your every move." "But don't think for one second that you've seen the last of me."

"Naima falls to the ground, a look of pain on her face, but she looks up at you with a twisted grin." "Is that so?" "She seems almost excited by the threat, staring down the barrel of your gun with a strange intensity." "Go ahead. Pull the trigger. But be careful... I might just enjoy it."

"Naima lets out a high-pitched scream as the bullet hits her eye, her body writhing in pain. Blood starts gushing out of the wound as she grips onto her eye socket tightly." "You... you think you've won? Ha! You'll never be rid of me!" "Despite the horrific injury, Naima seems almost deliriously happy, laughing and shaking with ecstasy." "I'll always find a way back... always."

"Naima's body convulses with each shot, her laughter turning into a weak cough. Blood pours from her wounds as she crumbles to the ground, her final words spoken in a gurgled whisper." "I... am... eternal..." "And with that, the Psycho Schoolgirl finally goes still, her body lifeless on the ground."

As you throw Naima's lifeless body into the river, it begins to drift away with the current. The water slowly washes the blood away until there is no trace of her left. The night sky is silent, and you're left with nothing but the memory of your experience with the murderous Psycho Schoolgirl.

You return back to your home, still reeling from the experience with the Psycho Schoolgirl. Your mind is heavy with the thoughts of what you've just encountered. You lay down on your bed, staring up at the ceiling, feeling exhausted and drained.

The events of the night flood your mind once again, bringing with it a feeling of unease. Despite the adrenaline of the confrontation, you can't help but feel a sense of guilt and regret for what you did to Naima.

Finally, you drift off to sleep, knowing that the memory of that night will forever be etched into your mind.

As you wake up, you glance around the room and take a moment to let your surroundings come into focus. Gradually, the memories of what happened last night come flooding back. You remember the confrontation with the Psycho Schoolgirl, the violence, and the aftermath.

As you lie in bed, you're struck by a sense of unease. Despite her crimes, you can't help but feel a sense of guilt and responsibility for Naima's death. The events of that night will likely stay with you for a long time.

You take a deep breath and try to clear your mind as you get ready for the day ahead.

Naima's words about being eternal reverberate in your mind. You can't help but wonder what she meant by it. Did she have some kind of plan in place to continue her murderous spree even after her death?

A shiver runs down your spine as you think about the possibility of there being copycats or accomplices. You make a mental note to keep an eye out for any suspicious activity in the future and to remain vigilant.

Despite the unsettling feeling in your gut, you try to push it aside and focus on the tasks for the day ahead.

As you arrive at work and prepare for the day, your superior informs you of a disturbing development - it seems that there is a copycat group of killers who call themselves the Killer Cuties. The gang has committed several similar murders to those committed by Naima, and there is evidence suggesting that they are directly inspired by her.

As you process this information, your mind immediately goes back to Naima's warning about being eternal. It seems that she was right, and her legacy of violence has continued even after her death.

Your superior puts you in charge of investigating the gang and bringing them to justice. You feel a renewed sense of responsibility to put an end to the cycle of violence, but you also can't help but feel uneasy at the prospect of facing off against another group of killers.

The revelation of the Killer Cuties and Naima's seemingly prophetic words sends you into a tailspin. You find yourself overwhelmed with fear and despair, unable to cope with the thought of facing another group of killers inspired by Naima's heinous acts.

In an instant, you make the decision that you believe will bring an end to your suffering. Raising your gun to your head, you pull the trigger, hoping to put an end to the darkness that has consumed you.

As you pull the trigger, however, time seems to slow down around you. The world becomes a blur of color and sound, and you feel a sudden rush of all the memories from your life - your family, your friends, your accomplishments, and failures. You realize that ending your life wouldn't be a solution

As the gunshot echoes through the air, it becomes apparent that your decision was final. Your lifeless body lies on the ground, surrounded by the shattered remnants of what you once were.

Those who knew you mourn your passing and are left with a multitude of questions. The cycle of violence and bloodshed continues, and the world becomes that much darker without your presence.

Your death serves as a stark reminder of the danger that exists in the world, and the importance of remaining vigilant against those who seek to do harm. Though your journey may have ended, the impact you made on those in your life will never be forgotten.