He looks like he was the model for the Michael Myers Halloween mask.

Joe had some doubts, but he was fairly certain that the guy next to him was the blue jumpsuit killer who had been stalking his neighborhood.

It’s going to take more than a full description, suspicious behavior, and a wanted poster to convince the average Joe on the New York subway that he’s sitting next to a serial killer.

Sit down on the NYC subway at your own risk.

At the end of the night, the subway car sat empty, with only the remains of the day’s work on its seats: a melting ice cream cone, some old school joysticks, a bloody handprint on the wall, and a sad dildo.

inside the deserted subway car, only the melting ice cream cone, special dildo harness, and disconnected game controllers left evidence of the debauchery from the night before; but why the dried red handprint?