It's time to 'Go To Sleep'

Haunted Warehouse

He leaves the door open as he walks, and he seems to be getting lower. What the fuck? Oh yeah, there's those things called stairs. Right. He's probably going down stairs. Or he is just somehow melting into the ground.

Think straight Jeff! 

Shush, I'm trying to sneak up on this kid! I whisper in my head. I walk to the door and stand at the front watching him descend down the old, concrete stairs. He is unexpecting as he walks down, flashlight gleaming in front of him, every now and again to the left or right. He finally gets to the bottom. And fell over an old rotten piece of wood.

"Shit," he cussed, and he got back up, gathered his flashlight, and shook it, "FUCK!" He yelled slightly as the torch didn't turn on. Bwahahaha. Oh. Damn. It turned back on. He wondered around the small concrete room, looking at the random shit that was lying around.

I crept down two steps and shut the door, silently, but it made a slight creak, and I jumped to the right.

"SHIT" I yelled as I forgot I was on stairs and fell to the concrete floor, although, about ten boxes padded my fall a bit.

"W-whos there? Is that you, Tommy?" The little 11 year old asks, and he points the flashlight in my direction, but I was hidden in crumpled, empty boxes.

"Uh-is that a ghost? Show yourself!" He asked a dumb question then told me a dumb command.

"Did you really think a psycho was going to show himself?" I ask, all I can see in the darkness, and past the bright light, blinding my eyes, is his golden blonde hair. 

"W-who a-are you?"

"Really? Are you that dumb?"

"W-what?" But I don't answer, but giggle evilly and get up, but I didn't make a sound as I crept behind him, then tapped on his shoulder. He spun round like lightning, and frantically pointed the flashlight around trying to find me, but I was hiding behind some more trusty boxes. Then I jump out in front of him, sending boxes everywhere, and he screams. Like a little girl, but he's a little boy though. I wonder if he was called a little girl at school. Wow, concentrate!

He keeps screaming and I twitch my head slowly to the side, my voice frustrated and crackly, "shut ah-up!"

Then I pull my knife out from my dirty jacket pocket and point it at him threatently. He takes the bait and shuts up. Kids seem to listen better when you give them a goal.

So, "kid, come here, then don't move, and you'll be fine!" I say, giving a reward at the end, hoping he will fall for this nasty trick. And he does. Idiot.

He slowly walks to me while biting his nails.

"That's disgusting!"

"You're disgusting" WHAT?!

"Aren't I beautiful???" I ask, worriedly, and if I could get tearey eyes I probably would. I like my appearance, I'm beautiful.

"N-no," wrong answer, kiddo!

"W-wh-what?" I ask while lunging at him, then driving the knife into his heart. He slumps to the ground, he's crying, so I cut off his tongue, carve a smile into his face, which is rapidly losing its colour. So, I decide to make it fade quicker by slitting his throat and then stabbing his wrist. He gurgles a few times and his eyes are rolling around in his head.

And as I say, "shhhh, Go To Sleep!" He stops breathing, gurgling and his eyes are still, staring endlessly at the wall. I close his eyes and then cut off his legs from his hips, then his arms from his shoulder, then cut up the limbs by each of the joints. I look at my master piece, and realise it's not complete. I make an incision on his stomach. And took out all of his organs. I place them beside him, exactly how they'd look in his body. But, I left his heart inside his ribcage. 

I then stand up and back a bit, looking at my now complete masterpiece and nod in approval. I then tried to match his screams and voice, and yelled help a few times while screaming. I heard footsteps in the distance coming towards this room. Wow. Young kids really are dumb, aren't they? It wasn't even a good interpretation. Ooh, I used a big word. In-ter-pri-Tay-shon. Like that word.

"I think he went in there?!" I hear a boy say.

"Yeah, he did, I saw him" said the other.

"You in there?" The first one asks. I don't reply.

"Hello?" The other says. I hide behind the boxes and watch them, I can just see their faces and bodies as they stand in the doorway. 

"Dude! Turn you torch on!" One of them say and they both turn on their torches. They still haven't seen their friend. 

"Bwra!" I try to spook them and it worked, the darker haired boy fell down the stairs and the other jumped and dropped his torch. Both torches being thrown on the ground, flickered off.

"Who's there?" The one standing up said

"I don't think there is anyone, but there's something sticky covering the floor, it's warm too, come down!"

"Ok, try and find our torches!"

"Got 'em"

And I hear footsteps and tapping, the torches flicker back on and the boys scream as loud as they can. They both ran to their deceased friend and the darker haired boy vomited.

" I-I think we shou-should go!"

"Ye----" I cut him off and said, "NO, you are not going ANYWHERE, little boys!"

And I shut the door, and in their panic they thought I had somehow locked it, just, wow!

They screamed and screamed and screamed!I waited for them to calm down, but they were falling into shock and just started laughing randomly.

I picked the shrimpy looking boy first, and ran at him, slit his throat and stabbed his wrist, then went to the other-who was cowering in a corner, and kind of giggling, for some reason- and stabbed his wrist, the point of my knife cam out the other side of his wrist, he wouldn't be alive much longer. When I pulled the knife out, his eyes were already rolling around, I slit his mouth into a smile, and then told him to, "Go To sleep!"

Then I walked to the other kid, who had taken off his jacket and tried to put pressure on his bleeding throat, his breathing was loud, and he was staring at me horrified and suddenly went a couple shades lighter. He started sobbing as I approached. *hysteric giggles* 

"Bwahahaha!" I laughed suddenly when he fell forward then junped back up, clutching at his throat desperately, "children never cease to amaze me!!!"

And then I said go to sleep, then stabbed his wrist, stabbed into his wind-wipe and then carved a beautiful smile into his mouth. Then I did to them what I did to the first one. The floor was like a blood filled bath.

YES!!! This is going to be my home, my torture chamber, my fear spreader and my death house!!!