Masi Losi looked for future suckers as he skulked around the auditorium, sticking to the shadows, his drooling mouth covered by a mask.
Unsuspecting victims stared at their laptops and phones, unaware of the vicious violence about to unfold.
Losi had been designing an array of menus and recipes for all his victims, like sliced Strydom straganoff, Hess hamburger, baked BBK and Makhudu tartare.
