The Butcher

Chapter 1- Fresh meat

      The police searched the house, hunting for any sort of clue that might lead them to the macabre scene's cause. They heard a soft crying coming from the back room... The child was two years old. He was weeping because he had just witnessed his entire family die, slaughtered like cattle by a man in a dark suit.  The child remembered only one thing. The cold, black eyes of the creature which had knocked on the door that morning, and slit his fathers throat upon getting an answer... The fiend walked inside, blood on his dark attire. Then the child began to cry. His mother looked up in fear, and he quickly shoved a knife into her throat. Pulling it up to her chin before blood oozed out... The child screamed and was shoved into the back, just before his sister, just seven years old, came out of her room to have her body cut to pieces, and her small arms cut up and bagged.

       Manson looked at his remarkable meal, a child's two arms cut into pieces and put into a nice warm soup. He laughed at how he had spoiled himself as he devoured Mr Aberdale's kidneys...