The sun had just begun to set on a cool autumn night in a small town in Michigan. A scream pierced the normal silence of this quaint suburb. It was a bloody shriek that would make the most noble men cringe at the very sound. The scream could be traced back to a warehouse overlooking a harbor fed from Lake Erie. Voices soon followed the scream attempting to supress it.What'd ya think??? be honest.
"Shut your mouth, woman! You don't want to get in more trouble do you?" spoke a man who, to most people, would seem trusting. However, the sick smile he flashed at his victim suggested otherwise. It was a smile of a tormented past coupled with a sick obsession with pain.
He laughed a sickening laugh and produced a pocket knife. He opened the blade and ran it across his finger, drawing blood. The man placed the finger on the woman's forehead and ran it down to her nose.
"What are you going to do to me...?" The woman asked with fright, almost choking the words.
"Oh," said her captor, "Probably kill you. It's fun really, watching you squirm like the maggot you are."
"Please sir, I'll give you what you want! Name it!" She cried, hoping to sway this sick man's decision.
"You think it's that easy!?" He pounded the wall with his fist. "You can't give me anything, you simple peon!"
He brought the knife across her throat gently and pointed it directly at her heart. Without remorse, he thrust the blade into her heart, watching her struggle all the while. He laughed and licked the blade after pulling it from his victim. The blood tasted of metal and he spat in her face as she gasped her final breaths. She died watching this cruel man laugh hysterically.
"Rest in peace..." He walked away and left the warehouse, only to return the next day.