Saturday, January the 12th 2013
I want to challenge myself. I want to do something unique but i can't think what. The thought occurred to me when i was hunting again. A double murder and i had just the method. I spotted a two teenagers. A boy and a girl. Perfect. I crept up behind them with the piece of wood i held in my hands. I swung the wood and hit the boy on the side of the head. He slumped down into a pile. Before the girl could register what was going on, I used the piece off wood to choke her into unconciousness.
Back at my kill site the boy awoke. I didn't gag these two because i was curious what they were going to say. I was 98% sure what the girl would do. Then she too woke up . She took a couple of seconds to gather her bearings and then let out a blood curdling scream. I had been right.
"Calm down, you whore. Before I slit your fucking throat." I snarled. The girl broke down into short whimpers. "There's a good girl."
"Why are you doing this?" The girl weeped.
"Because I have to." Surprisingly the boy kept silent.
"What do you think boy?" The boy who had been watching the event unfold averted his eyes. He didn't take his focus off loosening his binds though. As i walked over, the boys foot lashed out and caught me in the stomach, unawares. The breath fled my body. The boy ran over to the girl and started untying her. He was too focussed on that to hear me behind him. I struck him in the kidney and her let out an agonised groan. The girl started screaming again. I carried the boy back over to his chair and tied him to it. Tighter this timme. Without a word, I picked up a nine inch steel knife off the bench i had set out. I cut around the layout of his face. He was the one screaming now. I pulled the skin of his face off so it was like a mask. I laid the face on the bench and then stabbed the bboy repeatedly in the chest. I lost count of how many times i drove the knife into his chest but it was well over twenty. The girl was screaming with pure hysteria. I then walked calmly over to the girl. The blood stained knife glistening in the life. I cut the girls face off as well. The glistening muscle tissue quickend my pulse. I placed the face on the bench next to the boys. I pulled her head back and drew the blade across her throat. The sound of skin parting was followed by gurgling as the girl choked on her own blood. I set to work on the faces. Until, there. The masterpieces are complete. This is unique. I approached the two corpses and put my masterpieces on them. I left the place with the boys lifeless eyes staring at his face and the girls lifeless eyes staring at her face. I had made masks of their faces and swapped them.
I approached the front yard. I unlocked the door. I crept up the stairs, desperate not to wake up the occupants of the house. I approached the master bedroom where the woman slept. I sat on the bed. I sat opposite my wife. My two children were sound asleep in other bedrooms. I can't keep doing this forever. My family is already suspicious of my late goings out. I have to give it up but i can't. I need to protect my family from my urge. So i kill. I kill to stop my urge turning to my family. That is the ultimate sacrifice one can make for his family.
