Horrifying Tales

The Perfectionist....The Killer's Newest Meal

There is a woman from London, she is about 21 years old and has a very heavy British accent. This woman is named Arabella Lancaster. She has medium, straight, dark brown hair and sea green eyes. She often wears formal gowns and sometimes a blouse with a skirt. She wears little makeup, but enough to make her look nicer than how she wakes up. She is a very organized, neat woman. Not to mention, a perfectionist. Even the slightest mistake, she will panic. She works as a interior designer, and makes sure very thing is in its place and is according to her standards.

On a rainy night in London, she walks home with a umbrella matching her outfit, if even a drop of rain gets on her she will break down. That's when the worse happened, first a car drove by, splashing a ton of muddy street-water on her, she screamed. To make matters worse, it started pouring now....then out of nowhere lightning struck down at her and struck her umbrella, shocking her but she wasn't injured...physically. Mentally, she was having a break down. The water poured from the huge hole in the umbrella. She ran as fast as she could.. She felt as if she was being watched. Someone....was following her. She saw a bloody knife lay on the floor of an alley she passed by. She was now running. Then she passed another alley...now on the floor, lays a corpse. She runs faster than before, into the woods is her only option. So she takes it, running for her life.

She runs through the woods in a midst of a terrible storm, soaking wet, with a killer gating on her. She finds a cabin and sprints faster than ever before and reaches it, slamming the door once she's inside. She sits in the closet, crying, with her head in her knees. Then she realizes something.....Its quiet....too quiet. Then she cracks open the door and looks out the window on the door. There stands the killer. His face is scarred and oozing blood from his mouth, he wears all black and carries an ax in one hand, a chainsaw in another. He wears a tool belt...but inside is not tools...but weapons. Knives of all sizes, all soaked with blood. You sit in the closet, shutting the closet door, sitting there, praying this isn't real...that she will wake up and be okay. But nothing happened.

Arabella turns on the light to see exactly what was in this closet. You were horrified. There, on the wall are weapons of all sorts. Then you lowered your gaze to the ground, trying hard not to scream. The sticky substance that she thought was germ x spilling out of her purse...was actually blood. Her pants are soaked with blood, for that is where she sat. Then she looked down again and saw human limbs....unattached and looked as if they were being torn at by teeth marks. She came to a realization; you are in the killer's house...RUN!!!

She opened the door, about to make a run for it....it didn't work. Because as soon as she opened that door, outside stood the killer. She screamed with pure terror, as the killer in one swift motion: swung the ax down at her neck and decapitated her. Arabella Lancaster was dead. This man was not only a killer, but a cannibal. He looked down at the beheaded corpse and smiled hungrily. She was his next meal, he greedily feasted upon her flesh and drank her blood. Then after resting briefly, moved on to look for a new victim.

THE END