Lol, idek, i just felt like i should share a story i've been working on, and yeeeah you can make y'alls own -w-
(Well hello there! I see you came by to read about a little story of mine?...How lovely, Alright Alright, go get your coffee, your snacks, and get ready for a little fright~)
Chapter 1: The crime scene
It was a simple night in a large Town, the silent breeze blowing through the cold night’s air was calming to some people...But don’t think for a moment that this is a peaceful town! Oh no, it is far worse than you think, recently there has been a large Massacre of people, ranging from adults...the elderly...and even some children. Luckily there has been at least one lead to who this person is...well it’s not a lead, in fact this exact Killer told the cops who they are. Although it was an interesting way, Detective Zen was the first to find this as she was the only one who took the Case…
Z: She slowly opened the door, the creaks echoing through the now quiet home, “Hello? This is Detective Zen, please come out with your hands in the Air!”
She was greeted with no such thing, all she could hear was a faint scratching sound as...squish...squish, it sound as if someone was playing with a sort of slime...but she knew better than that, as the smell of a horrible stench filled the room, she crept into the Kitchen...and well, she was meet with a horrendous sight, as the blood was pooling in the floor...the sight of a Man with his chest cavity rip and teared open made Zen feel sick to her stomach, she quickly held her hand to her mouth and went to the sink...she wanted to throw up but something didn’t let her, she took a few quick breaths as she turned back to the body...something caught her eye...a note...right on the heart of the victim
Z: “...W-What’s this?”
She crouched down and slowly took the note...She hated the feeling of a human heart on her hand as anyone would feel, yet she had to do it, the moment she took the note she stood up..slowly she looked at the note…”Skyler”, it was drenched in the blood but it was as clear as day to what it said. As she put the note back on top of the body, not wanting to be there any longer as she did not expect this sight, while she knew of the killings...the sighting of this one was almost to much for her, She heard a light tapping...coming from upstairs
Z: “F-Fuck...I have to see who i-it is, it could be this man’s c-child!”
She knew this as in the mouth of the Man, was a child car, cramped deep into his throat, they tire was sticking out...she pulled out her Handgun and started to walk up the stairs, the creeks of the old stairs filled the room...but the moment she stepped upstairs..silence, it was if the air itself was frozen still, she noticed a blood trail leading to what appeared to be the master bedroom, or in other words...The victims bedroom, she followed the trial...yet it seemed as if it was telling her to turn back...her breathing became shaky and quick, but she did not turn back…
Z: “I-I can’t leave...I must search the home...”
And that was her first mistake, or maybe her first step to something intriguing, you may decide that, but as she held the doorknob, she opened the door at such a speed that a racer would be red in the face over...silence...nothing was in the room yet a puddle of blood piling onto the floor..that must’ve been the tapping sound...but where was he blood coming from she wondered...well, her question was quickly answered when she examined the room, looking up as she then saw...a woman almost nailed into the ceiling, her expression horrific as her eyes were rolled into the back of her head, the same exact thing was done to her, yet it seemed as if this time this “Skyler” person had ripped out her Heart as there was no sight of it
Z: “T-This sick B-Bastard, I s-swear i’ll find you...you’ll pay for what you’ve-”
Her expression quickly changed as she noticed in fact her eyes were not actually hers...they we’re shards of glass, the reflection finally gave clue to what they were and a sense of fear rippled through her body, she knew this guy was horrible, she knew that this man was cruel...but to play with these victims bodys as if they were some dolls….sickening. She held her mouth once more as the stench was getting stronger, this time she couldn’t hold it in and she fell to her knees and gagged...shortly after throwing up onto the floor...pooling into the puddle of blood
She stayed there as the last bit of it came out, her body was trembling, her throat stinging...and her hands shaking...she slowly brought herself to her feet and stepped into the bathroom, trying to get away from this sight...yet she was met to it being trashed, glass on the floor as if someone was slammed into it, blood was smeared on what remained of a mirror…”Let’s play a game”, what was wrote...A game? Was this a game to him? She couldn’t think of that at the moment...right now she had to get out of this house and...w-what the? She looked in horror as she saw a shadowy figure standing in the closet, what seemed to be a evil grin...and a glisting knife as the moon light from the window beamed over it
Z: “F-Fuck! Put your hands in the air and c-come out!”
She spoke shakily as she pointed her gun at the figure...silence, the grin slowly fading...he stepped out and what she was brought to was a man with a Smiling mask now on his head, dressed in a now blood soaked gray jacket and blue-ish jeans...his look of calmness made Zen shiver...why was he being so calm she thought...why wasn’t he moving...why wasn’t he-, there was no time for that, due to the reason that now, Zen was being held by the throat and being held in the air, how did he move so-!?
S: “Well well well...I expected you to run at the first corpse...but you were brave enough to come all this way, I should congratulate you!”
His voice was deep and soothing, it would’ve put someone at ease if it wasn’t for the fact that she was now at the mercy of his hands, knife being pressed against her now bare stomach…
Z: “L-L-Let go of-!”
S: “Ah ah ahhh! You know better than to anger someone who has your life twiddling in the palm of their hand, now don’t you?”
Her face turned into an expression of fear...her once kicking legs turned shaking and limp, her Hands held onto his as she didn’t want to let go...and because she couldn’t she was frozen in fear...was this the end for her? Was all of her training...her planning...all for nothing? His voice spoke up once more as his grin came back, the knife pressing slightly harder against the middle of her stomach
S: “I wonder...how loud will you scream compared to the others...will you be the one to surprise me...or will you be the one who will be boring~?”
The moment she heard those words, she was on the brink of bursting into tears, tears started to swell in her eyes as her shaking body intensified, she wanted to scream...yet nothing came out...she wanted to move...she couldn’t...she wanted-
S: “But...i suppose i should give you at least a prize for your determination...i’ll spare you this once, but come back to find me and you won’t find me...to be as nice as i am today…”
The sudden news brought a glimpse of hope into her soul, her eyes widen as her shaking jaw turned into a slight smile...but that changed when she was thrown into the bathroom tub...she hit her head against the side and she was knocked out...she wasn’t ready for it as she did not think he would do that...so that was the reason it was so easy...The man’s smile turned brighter as his knife fell into it’s holster on his ankle, he looked at her glistening hair, her smooth skin...and her relaxed face...he grabbed a paper and wrote on it...grabbing a his knife one last time and
smeared a bit of his own blood on the paper...sat it on the tub...and raised her ankle and sat it on his knee...what was he-, to late...he gently cut her skin and held the knife just above his drop of blood the paper...drip...went her drop of blood on his...what was he doing? Well, you’ll find that out...in the next chapter
