“Ahhh!!!” You could hear Jane screaming from a mile away. She was watching a horrifying, gruesome, and gory horror film, Hellraiser. She shivered, and quickly turned the television off, revealing pitch black darkness. Jane’s black soulless tyrannical eyes shook and quickly looked about the room when her eyes got used to the darkness. She rapidly walked to the light switch turning it on and indicating the crimson fluid that was leaking from the ceiling, right where the bathroom was located on the second floor.She trembled and remembered the gruesome moment that happened earlier in the day. Jane smiled, a horrifying frightful smile, that would send shivers down the backs of even the most brave of souls. She gradually walked up the staircase to the bathroom to finish of what she started. She walked into the bathroom and sauntered up to the bathtub, which was filled with the remnants of children, animals, and adults. Jane slowly put the tips of her blue-black painted nails into the blood and flesh. She swirled them around and lifted them out of the mixture. She put her nails, one by one, into her mouth licking off the dark red salty liquid and savoring the taste on her tongue. Behind her, you could see the next victim, and with him joining into the mix, the blood would be spilling over the edges of the jacuzzi sized bath tub. (You may be wondering, “Is this person sane in the head!?” The answer to that, is no. Jane is not sane, and throughout her entire life, I think she has been a complete maverick. If you were talking about me, then yes. Yes I am sane in the head.) He, the victim, was pleading with her, and advocating with her not to kill him, but she didn’t listen to him. She walked over to hime and took the small knife in her hands and slit his throat. Spilling his blood into the bathtub, causing it to spill over. She watched it slowly fall onto the floor, and drip down the banister, and hit the wooden floor. She smiled and walked downstairs, outside, and into her car. She then drove away, never to be seen again in that town.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Author’s Note~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Hellraiser is an actual movie, but the plot in this will not go with the plot in the move, like it says here. Also, when I said that she shivered and trembled, it meant that she was shivering with joy and trembling with joy. Thanks!!!
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Jane the Killer
HorrorThis one I wrote on my own without the help of Alexandria Falicitae, my sister.