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Renee turned eighteen last night and was eager to show off her nubile assets. No longer restrained by her parents' conservative fashion sense, she cut the legs off her favorite pair of jeans and paired them with a ruffle top and stiletto heels she bought that afternoon. Tonight, she was going to her first club to celebrate her adulthood with a group of friends and was intent on losing her virginity to a one-night stand.

As the night progressed, she learned that a guy she'd been flirting with left with another woman. One of her friends noticed her long face and tried to console her.

"I'll be ok, I Just need some air," Renee said, and left the club through the rear exit to sulk.

A tall man in a hoodie was leaning against a construction beam nearby and started watching her. She didn't see him. She was weary from dancing with her friends and started a slow walk down the alley while wondering if she'd been too forward with the other men she'd met inside.

The tall man had other plans for her. He was a serial strangler who killed five women two years ago and had been lying low since then. Renee was about to become victim number six.